Category Archives: Astrology

Better Sleep

true happiness means getting enough good sleep

insomnia is subtle torture

Sleeping well is vitally important to our physical, mental, emotional, and spiritual health.  Conversely, insomnia is stressful and will eventually make you ill.

Scientific surveys tell us that most people require between 6 and 8 hours of good sleep every night.

You can’t store sleep up in advance, but you can make up for lost sleep afterwards.

For good sleep you should go to bed at the same time every evening, and get up at the same time every morning.

Sleep medication only works for a little while.  One should never take sleep aids for longer than a couple of weeks.

Smokers will never get a settled night’s sleep until months after they quit.

Booze may send you to sleep, but thereafter it ruins your night’s rest.  Drinkers will never get a settled night’s sleep until they have had a little sobriety.

Drinkers will tend to have vivid and sometimes disturbing dreams.

Caffine in coffee or tea has very little effect on sleep.

Eating late at night will prevent you from getting a good night’s sleep.  Don’t eat within two hours of going to bed.

The blue light from your phone or tablet will stop you from falling into deep REM sleep, the kind of sleep we all need.

Watching TV in your bedroom late into the night will prevent you from getting a good night’s sleep.

A lack of real daylight during waking hours will prevent you from getting a good night’s sleep.

Plenty of fresh air and exercise during the day promotes good sleep.

Bedrooms should be cool, dark, and quiet.

Your subconscious mind should associate your bedroom with only two things; sleep and sex.

Some say they can get by on 2 or 3 hours sleep a night.  And that the only time they have problems is when they are trying to sleep.  All I know is that early to bed and early to rise make one healthy, wealthy, and wise.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

don’t spend too long gazing at the moon

that’s for lunatics

Songs on Saturday ~ Lindisfarne

the more violent the storm, the quicker it passes

Last night I dreamed of this song from the days of my youth.  I’ve chosen it for today because meeting someone on the corner, just as it’s getting dark, is just about the only way on can get to be with a close friend.  Lockdown has a lot to answer for.

The acoustic guitar player has just about the coolest facial hair ever, if you like that kind of thing.  Reminds me of a certain muppet.

Please listen with a smile.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

Lindisfarne is a magical place

one day I will take you there

Birthdays

celebrate yourself, don’t wait for others to celebrate for you

I was told when I was born, my parents told me when my birthday was even though they didn’t celebrate it much.  Years later, when I needed to prove who I was I discovered that I was a day older than I’d been told, which means I’m a little bit Pisces as well as a lot of Ares.  If you believe in astrology, spirituality, and witchcraft that explains why I’m sometimes a messed up artist / engineer.

Growing up in a coal mining village, going to school at Bog Row Junior Mixed and Infants, living a ground down life in a dirt poor town, did not encourage me to look forward to anyone’s birthday.  Being the shy kid at birthday parties does not win medals and kisses.

In lots of ways I am an average guy.  I do not remember dates of things women find important; anniversaries, Valentines, Thanksgiving, Birthdays…..  (Actually St. Valentines Day is hard to forget, my florist reminds me.)  Ergo, in my diary I write down the dates of my friends’ birthdays, starting with a note the week before that says things like; Faye’s Birthday next week.  I am sorry if you women think that is crass, and that I need to be reminded to send flowers, but at least I try.

When I was working for a living my secretary would remind me of my birthday because it was expected that I would buy cakes for everyone in my office, and book a table in the good wine bar for a favoured few.  Champagne and nibbles, no work that afternoon, taxi to the train station for girls a little too drunk to walk.

I know, shallow and crass,  But shallow and crass was all I had.

Some say that when you are born describes who you are.  And that an Ares male is not to be trusted around women.  All I know is that I did not forget my friend’s birthday, no matter what she believes.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

Happy Birthday Sweetheart

Dreams of Love Lost

don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened

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adieu

she’s gone

we were forever

how can love be over

it’s hard to control sadness

when will my heart beat again?

she knows I can never love another

crying the longest sad sorrow of adieu

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

better to have loved and lost

than never to have loved at all

Monochrome Monday ~ Dystopian Trucks

utopia was an illusion, dystopia is the reality

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

when the gas all runs out

Monochrome Monday ~Ruins

it’s so quiet in the ruins, walking through the old town

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

anything but here

Somewhere Over The Rainbow

the bigger the storm, the brighter your rainbow

Face it, we’re all facing pretty big storm-clouds , and it doesn’t look as though they’re going to blow over any time soon.  So let’s all look for the silver lining, and hope that we find a rainbow shining through.  It’s either a nightmare, or a dream ~ you choose.

A change from Judy Garland, and I like this version of the classic song.

Please listen with a smile on your face.

With thanks to my friend Paula Light for the inspiration.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

pretty lucky

 

Random Jottings ~ Strange Love

love can be an intimate connection and a dreadful bond

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love makes you do strange things

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she hears you before you have spoken

answers you before you’ve formed the question

and she loved you before you ever dreamed of her

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and then, in walked the witch

the electric broomstick was bad

her fuck-me stilettos were a bitch

but the pearl choker was just sadistic

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erotic witches aren’t all bad

they just like to behave that way

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

memories of

sex, secrets, sins

lovers, lies, lusts

desires, demands

resentments, regrets 

lost love’s journey’s ending

the heart’s darkest wilderness is not a place of this Earth

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I have journeyed far

through Xanadu, Samarkand, Shangri-la, and Elsinore

I traveled not for love alone

but to fulfill my quest, meet my fate, and free my soul

my heart torn apart by ardour

I wandered by the mountains of the moon’s raging river

in darkest passion’s burning fervour

I could take the pain and stand the rain as should warrior

a warrior proud, steadfast, alone forever

I wouldst take you far to Shangri-la, a land of never never

so join me, my princess most proud and fair

be my Lady, my Goddess, Queen of Camelot and Elsinore

to be together, as it ’twere long ago and before

lost love’s journey’s ending, together now and forevermore

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

darkness cannot drive out darkness

only the dawn’s early light can do that

You’ve Got A Friend

true friends are never far apart, no matter the distance between them

Woke up this morning at 03:30 with this song playing in my head.  It makes me realise just how much friendship means to me, and how lucky I am to have a very special, very close friend.

If a friend is ever down and troubled, if my friend ever needs me, then indeed I will be there.

Please listen with a warm and fuzzy feeling.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

even Marmaduke is troubled sometimes

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