Welcome to my blog. It varies how regular I write posts here. I sustained a 'Traumatic Acquired Brain Injury', and a six month coma from a 'road traffic accident' whilst cycling, in October 2006. I spent the following 4 years (22-26yrs old), in a combination of hospitals and rehabilitation homes. Now, I have been living independently in Surbiton, England since October 2010. This blog begun life in December 2010, as i realised that there are many people worldwide that i want to share experiences with. I know that, as a wheelchair user, I am obviously not as mobile as i wish, so, use the internet to connect to you. I enjoy letting my thoughts represent through type. I type honestly. As numerous readers, as well as email recipients, will understand, I find typing to be very therapeutic. Thank you :)
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Friday, 16 September 2016

a secret chord

I have typed a lot for this week's post, throughout the week. Therefore I have a large page of notes which I will publish. I do not 'bold' my notes anymore. This was getting too messy! 

New music for you all. A discovery of mine, which I still hold at a distance. I cannot decide whether or not I am a big fan.
Pumarosa



A 'less heavy version of the yeahyeahyeahs' ? Maybe.

Ups and downs. 
Downs and ups.
My life is not normal. 
Hmmm... Normality is scary.
‘Normal’ DOESN'T ACTUALLY EXIST ANYWHERE
I experience endless downs (always, seemingly).
I know that I am a lucky man (sometimes my luck brings me such joy).
Sometimes.
It is essential for me to draw the positives from what I can, because my mind is so regularly feeling the negatives.
This situation applies to everyone, and if anyone knows how to deal with it, I do. I have needed to, and been successful for almost ten years. 
My mind cries inside, in sadness, when my reality hits me. My mind cries inside, in pure joy, in disbelief, when I have been happy. I haven't felt deserving of the happiness, but then I know how misfortunate I have been, maybe I do deserve some happiness. Life is an ocean, full of everything. I am forced to accept that **** happens, and we actually have negligible free will. Whether we like it or not, we must accept that most of our life's fate is pre-determined. Fortunately we cannot foresee our destiny accurately. It would be incredibly boring, if we could!

Facebook, Social media, and Social Responsibility.
Be careful.
EVERYONE is lucky. We must not cite ourselves as lucky, as we are ALL lucky. Humans are lucky. No-one is more lucky than another, it all depends on our own  view. What do we expect of one self? Only by taking a further step backwards, existentially, looking at oneself, can we gauge our true luck. If we recognise a better result than we expected, then we have had luck on our side.

Hallelujah

Jeff Buckley - Hallelujah 

Unexpectedly hearing it on the radio proved it's pure sonic perfection to me. The guitar picking introduction following the breath into the microphone, provides the sense of magic and then pure water, trickling, stream-like into the larger pool (the song). This pool of water is so pure and deep. The surface is beautifully calm and serene, but underneath the water falls to such depths. There are other tributary streams trickling into this pool. It reaches its maximum, before overspilling, falling down, down, down. Lover, You Should've Come Over. (Following song on album, calls me).

Hearing it on the radio was a beautiful surprise. I wanted to record how I felt, so I typed how I had reacted to the art being played to me. Without doubt, this is my favourite cover song ever. Jeff Buckley covering Leonard Cohen.

Tour of Britain
Images below, are some of the photos that I took last Sunday, on the Aldwych, London. It was the final stage of the Tour of Britain. Yellow Jersey, winner, Steve Cummings. I had seen pictures earlier in the week of the Pinarello Dogma bike used by Bradley Wiggins with a special Union Jack livery. This meant that Sir Bradley would be easy to spot!

The peloton curves around Aldwych.

Bradley Wiggins

 Maillot jaune Steve Cummings follows a team-mate.


Two notes, that I make, but maybe no interest to you.
I have altered my position/set-up when using the gym-bike now. After a week of getting used to my new position, I have just reset my PB, this afternoon! ;)
My CV etc. has been brought up to date (almost). I review, pleased at the success of the Green Party, satisfied with my contribution. 

I must warn you, if you are not mentally stable, the first few songs of this first playlist (To Bear Sir), will break you. I always have been lauded amongst friends for listening to 'depressing music'. I laughed, not understanding!
Now i do! However, I feel that such beautiful, powerful music must be shared. Following 'To Bear Sir' is Diane Birch, whose complete back catalogue, I love! Rare recordings from the 'Bible Belt' album recording sessions.


Soundcloud :)
sound NOT vision
;)
Music is for listening too, 100%. Feel the music, do not allow it to be harmed in any way.

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