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Deal Me Again

If you’re weary of Mediterranean sunshine, you’re weary of life.

Heading home to England from Crete today.  Looks like that’s the last of my Mediterranean vacations for this year.  I think I’m having far too much time at home in the garret, and not enough time travelling, enjoying sunshine and good weather, exploring interesting new places, and generally relaxing.

In the rest of this year I only have one more trip organised, (mostly organised).  In November ‘the girl riding shotgun’ and I are going to New Mexico, principally to attend a 4 day retreat lead by Gregg Braden and Dr. Bruce Lipton.  I am adding a couple of days in Albuquerque to that trip, and I will by flying in and out of Orange County in SoCal from the UK.  So maybe a couple of weeks vacationing in all.

I would take a cruise over the Christmas Holidays – if I could find a cool travelling companion to go with me…..  Although I don’t object to being a solitary traveller, I really do think you need to be with someone, if you’re taking a cruise – maybe especially over the festive season.

So, I need to re-prioritise my life; spend more time being in the sun on vacation, spend more time planning and arranging vacations, put more effort into finding that ideal travelling companion, and spend much, much less time being miserable in the garret during  the cold, dull, miserable English Autumn and winter.  And, I need to continue my worthy studies into philosophy, psychology, and the Meaning of Life – especially when I am on vacation.

Some say that life can’t be all about having fun, that we have to suffer in order to fully enjoy the ‘beer and skittles’.  And, that into each life a little rain must fall.  All I know is that I’ve suffered my fair share of fucking damn downpours.

It’s time to reshuffle the deck and deal myself another sunshine Mediterranean vacation.

Jack Collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

Sunshine and a great pool, what more could a guy want other than a pretty woman?

Preservation of Self

I am what I am, and that’s a man.

Your feelings are not my feelings, and my feelings are not your feelings

your standards are not my mine,  my standards are not your standards

your past is not my past, and my past is not your past

your life is not my life, and my life is not your life

you are not me, and I am not you

and yet we are friends and lovers

Jack Collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

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