Don't fear the Reaper The old years stuttering out fact & fiction blur Lies fade but there's no doubt Death is your final visitor It's a journey we all take Candles blow out as the door Opens wide as you make A final journey here Leaving to go elsewhere No need to fear or have a care Take his hand

I like a lot of things. I dislike a lot of things. I believe & do not believe in a wide range of things. I do not change any of this because someone with money & power tells me too. This means I am free. If you live somewhere & you have to pretend, then you are not free. We only permit them power!

@reecedinsdale.bsky.social Merry Christmas to you & your family from sunny Gozo. May your cloth cap stay dry & your clogs keep sparking.

Has he been!!!? 🤞🎄

Christmas day full of childhood hope Memories of magic & magnets A belief in something not quite real but somehow igniting a Christmas feel wrapping paper log fires train sets it's different for us all carols deck the hall tinsel & flashing lights ignore family fights hug the world around you once

The warmth of xmas dreams the cold of those on the street it used to be magical but it seems now it's buy, sell & cheat Those black & white films Miracles & New York moments Fantasy battles in distant realms wise men seeking foretold events Those in power don't care No truth & all dare Herod won

walking your streets boot heels click leaning on my silver topped cane The last face, the dead & the quick well known, yet so little fame Being death yet to never die Triggers emotion & never cry Forever the passenger riding Always next to your heart beat In plain sight yet hiding Taking your heat

I had a 'ferry' busy day. Weak I know but I am tired. Everything I bought or picked i am cooking tomorrow grew or was born within walking distance of the house! Even the olive oil. The honey too. The veg. It's a nice feeling. I feel 'ferry' good about this. My sense of humour? Childish. Don't care!

Merry Christmas & happy holidays as there is a slight pause in the madness for a day. I hope you have family or friends you enjoy spending this season with or that you are comfortable with your own company too. Those who feel the loss of loved ones today? I wish you warm memories, keep them close.

Music. My era of the 60's to the 80's was astonishing for its output & quality. There has been good music since as well. The artists deserve every penny they made from that music. But ownership of it also rests with us, the listeners. We grew up & invested that music with much of ourselves. Culture!

They sold you a dream of Christmas They sold you a silent night They now own you body & soul

Squalls over Comino. The weather's trying to be more UK & less Malta. But it's warm rain. It's gone after an hour. It's sandwiched between bouts of hot sunshine. Thankfully.

Criminal injustice. Talking to friends & relatives in 2025. Ones who have been 'criminals'. Everything from post office prosecutions to domestic violence. A dark theme emerged. Plead guilty to avoid: Prison Years of court cases Financial ruination. They were not guilty. Society is poisoned forever!

Trumps childhood reading? Nature v Nurture to produce an empty shell. The muchly hungry caterpillar. The liver of Peter Rabbit. Charlotte's Adult Web Page. The Lion, The deal & the drinks cabinet. Alice's adventures in Trump tower. Harry Potter & the stoned philosopher. The adventures of Pinocchio.

Time to look back in time The way old songs can do A face of the sixties could do a line Reborn in Broken English every verse true Why'd ya do it was raw It's words were obscene At the time we saw She awoke from the dream Pop stars elfin groupie A talent so free Faithful at last Painting her past

Well I'm standing by a river But the river does not flow It boils with every poison he can think of I am hiding from the street ICE A perverted love of violence Chokes a smile on every face Common sense is ringing out the bells Musk ain't no technological guru Oh no Trump is the road to hell Rea RIP

Meal out after a nice drive. Comino, blue lagoon, Malta channel. Sunny.

Family wedding. Organised at two weeks notice. Fabric & fabulous. Gozo balconies. Inner courtyard. Glimpses of history.

Trump is forcing people to name things after him because nobody in the future is going to voluntarily do it for anything meaningful.

I have dreamt about Cthulhu for 3 nights in a row.

Memory A complex web of smells. Sounds People That catches you suddenly when the web trembles A Vista opens behind your eyes Yes! Lost? Now found again A groove worn deep in life's mud Seeping away every day Washed away by tears & memories Buried but never lost A trigger? Then travelling in time!

Snapshot of two of my students in Karate from the 1990s that I found on VHS so got onto usb. I had hair! They were sharp, fast hard. Youth gone.

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It seems my 11 year old grandson has moved some money on line into a savings account. £2-50. He has big plans. It's titled 'Bugatti savings account'. I would not bet against him achieving that target. He and his brothers are single minded.

389. 4 or more killed 2025. The number cannot capture the terrible cost in tears & grief of America's gun disease. 390 dead! Other counties have mass shootings/stabbings. But harsh gun laws limit such events. UK 2025. Mass stabbings 4. Total dead 4. Shootings 3 Dead 2. Canada shootings 3 Killed 4

Madam Blanc Mysteries. Filmed on Gozo. Set in France. Gozo pretending to be France. An English policeman & cast with 'allo 'allo fake french accents. Watching it on Dutch TV with Dutch subtitles. In Gozo. My head hurts. What is reality? No wonder A. I. is gaining traction. Artificial Reality?

Dusk. Easing towards darkness. A last golden glimmer. Then gently slide into tomorrow's plans. A pocket full of fools gold. Rather a fool here than a wise man in the cold rain.

Skin now saggy & ill fitting Time has ticked each year A list now almost fully filled To capture a life lived in full No missing pages Its all recorded For that final day Or night When the page is full The cover slowly closes On the book of life On that coffin lid So a judgement starts As life ends

When your garage wall is now a life size canvas that captures & lingers on childhood lost innocence & loves labours lost. Banksy & his influence has entered the group mind of society here in Gozo too. An ill wind ...

The years slipped past Since we battled evil last Steampunk Avengers we were I recall that exciting year Facing such foes Standing tall against blows That would humble a giant Make the strongest compliant To bow down defeated Is not what we did Triumphed against villains Avengers Assemble! We did!

Emotion Life fills with it We experience lots of it We are defined & ruled by it We are nurtured & carved by it into this But we are told intelligence is what matters It will decide our place in this world But we die We leave with nothing but the memories emotion is held within The meaning of life?

Step away through mist Leave this now behind lose your head in dreaming don't fear what you find some open doors some closed minds some broken windows some time unwinds then you are outside above the fear & pain No more sun or rain just grey soft edged sounds shifting around you making room for you

America 1776. It's a brand I suppose. America 2025. A very different brand. The first was experimental with hopes & dreams. It's lack of care for its own citizens praying to the neon god they made, destroyed it. The second is now taking its people back to rule by the divine right of Kings. Imperator

Staring up at a white ceiling A hospital trolly underneath It's never planned for It's a sudden thing It's life's kick in the teeth But it will pass of course We keep calm & carry on Get back on the horse this memory is soon gone As we age we see this ceiling more Frailty creeps through life's door.

Where is your brother? A question asked of Cain by God. 'I was a foreigner & you welcomed me' according to Matthew. America is now ruled by royal decrees. They claim a religious right. Executive Orders? Simply Royal proclamations. Biblical leanings abound. Yet satanic versions are enacted. Senseless

Misty. Moody. Somehow a feeling of hidden giants within those misty cloaks. Moving. Watching. Waiting. The sun will tear away the tatters of cloak & reveal a valley of plenty.

Deus Ex Machina. God was in the machine. Today God is the machine as A.I. is omnipotent seeing & hearing everything. Consent? Believers ensure that does not matter as the machine learns all about you. To better serve you? To better serve the machine? To be a better servant to those who own it. 🙏

I lie here in dreams under an unseen leaden sky nights are longer it seems age leaves us waiting to die I was in love I am in love it makes living in pain pass You are my final word my love you taught love in lifes class You carry our dreams we lived some too Unfinished schemes Live on on you adieu

I got a letter saying I owe £7.02p. A paper letter. Like, in the post and everything. The letter cost more than £7.02p to get to me. Not counting the marginal environmental cost of haulage. There's something wrong with a world that can do that.

Immortality? Yearned for by so many. Yet, it's about you being tied to the land. With all its faults. Forever. To see all you love pass away? Mortality? To pass after a brief life. Perhaps a good one. Live it to the full. To go on to the next stage. To not be trapped here. Don't fear the reaper 🎹🎸

It's that time of year. Gozo & the Council elves are busy every day. At night the lights are becoming amazing. Villa Rundle Gardens are developing a Toyland air! It may be warm but it looks like Christmas! Celebrate it or not it's still lovely.

GLASHEEN: Antifa is our primary concern right now. That's the most immediate violent threat we're facing BENNIE THOMPSON: Where is antifa headquartered? GLASHEEN: ... ... ... we are building out the infrastructure right now THOMPSON: What does that mean?

Dusk. Misty fields. Golden clouds at sunset. Mediterranean fields now planted. Ending another warm winter day. Summers not too far away. Spring around the corner. Evening chill Not cold. Not hot.

MAGAZINER: How many veterans have you deported? NOEM: We haven't deported veterans MAGAZINER: We are now joined on Zoom by a combat veteran you deported to Korea

Today is Save the Children’s Christmas Jumper Day! 🎅 Across the country, people in schools, workplaces and communities are pulling on festive jumpers and donating to Save the Children. Last year raised £2.8 million to help children worldwide.🌍Let’s beat that total this year!

Memory popped up today of the Caribbean nearly 10 years ago. A sunset there. Here on gozo? Equally wonderful, yet then I lived in the UK. I did not even know where Gozo was on a map! Never say never. Above all, live in the sun. I never want regrets around a road not travelled. Take risks. Smile.

I recall companies holding meetings in rooms with no chairs. They did not drag on too long. Zoom meetings have reversed that trend. A hidden cost of COVID? An American company meeting I 'sat in' on today has now hit 3 hours! Talking is its only purpose. I fail to see any outcome/outputs. Feedback!

Another warm winter day. Another walk. A slow & measured tread to rebuild stamina. Blue is my favourite colour. Here it is every day's backdrop. I hope it brightens your day too.