or if it doesn’t, there’s one law for ‘them’ (boooo, hiss) and one for US (yay! Boom boom!).

Referring to the vastly over hyped and outdated and outmoded and anachronistic ‘Royal Wedding’ bunfight of yesterday—

(I give ’em a decade at most?)

Oops … where were we … oh, yes. To not digress: some years ago there was a strip in a newspaper somewhere that challenged readers to ‘spot the clue’. In one of them a bearded army officer gives the detective guy (hero! Yay!) a slip of paper with a vital misdirection written thereon.

Clever detective fellow isn’t taken in and ends up nabbing the bugger, so it was win-win for him. So?

So the clue was of course in the beard. At the time UK army officers didn’t have beards, only navy could do that …

So at yesterday’s delightful(?) circus the noble Prince Harry of England wore the ‘full frock-coat uniform of The Blues and Royals‘. I recall the Bs and Rs as being British Army … but do not recall the anti-fuzzface rules being rescinded. A bit of a puzzler, unless the UK army needs wants its Moslems to comply with Allah (first) and a chosen UK military career (second); and graciously permitted His Royal Nibs to retain the Royal ‘Skers.

(But despite being a declared atheist I still had to attend compulsory divine services …)

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devil-29973__340me. Just ponder all possible meanings of the word “Duh!” and go to your Bible for answers …

Following the recent ‘recall to Heaven’  of the founder of a colony of Kiwi kooks we are told—

There’s a battle for control brewing in religious community Gloriavale following the death of founder Hopeful Christian.

Only one day after the 92-year-old’s death, two prominent shepherds are already going head-to-head for the top spot, Patrick Gower told The AM Show on Wednesday.

“Fervent Stedfast, the current second-in-charge, effectively runs Gloriavale. [He’s] quite an elderly man as well as one of the shepherds there. He’s the person that you deal with. He wants control.

“But he is in a battle with another shepherd, my sources tell me, Howard Temple. He is the overseeing shepherd designate. He is the person that everyone believes was meant to take over. He is the person Hopeful Christian said would take over.”


But it won’t slow anyone down at all. Even among divines Human Nature rules supreme, serene, and irreproachable. God is in His Heaven and all is well with Her Creation. No?

And to close—I sometimes resurrect ancient history and ponder whether Pope Wossisface actually was murdered that time, after just a month in office? (All with God’s approval, mind, and in His full knowledge …)

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“Argus … do I hear you thinking of the movie  The Man Who Sued God ?”


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asked ol’ Khayyam



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Blend of infinite + universe


infiniverse (plural infiniverses)


(as sourced from Wikipedia) (which seems to dislike being copy-and-pasted from).

So ‘infiniverse’ obviously means universe … or at least, it means what universe once meant before the clever moderns got hold of it. So if I may in a scientific manner observate from Nature and project trends—

How long, how long, in infinite pursuit

Of a single word that means “Everything”,

as in every-bloody thing that exists~?**

By which I hope for a more permanent word than the once-was-perfect one or it’s redundant  wannabe substitutes. Ye gods … how the (oops, nearly said a naughty word there, bad dog) hell could ‘universe’ itself possibly be made redundant?

But we try …


* Actually, when you compare the many translations it seems that it was a very modest Fitzgerald who actually wrote what we know as the Rubaiyat, and gave ol’ Omar credit for his own genius … no?

**  If I have to spell it out, please insert where appropriate the word ‘anywhere’. (Keep it seemly …)


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It would seem that some folks believe Time Travel (TT) will one day be possible. And the proof that it is, and they do/did is that ‘they’ (TTers) have never contacted us …


believe, myself. For the most prosaic of reasons—namely that what is, is. To travel through time is to change what is into what isn’t … and it cannot be done.

If the Past is changed, it ceases to be the past. No?

So if you as a physical entity went back into the past you would—if nothing else—be displacing molecules of air and rays of light from their extant courses. Brrrr …

… and what if you popped out in a rainstorm? Are you somehow going to change the courses of history, or are those raindrops going to do what they did and pass right through (you) (ouch) as if you weren’t there?


here we might short circuit the discussion by opening ‘alternate histories’ and/or parallel worlds. So any genius can come up in retrospect with the winning Lotto numbers from last week, but it takes a very special kind of genius to come up with next week’s.

Hawking may have been a genius (undoubtedly) but if he believed in Time Travel then he may as well believe that the angels of the Old Testimonial were genuine prophets, and if folks believe in prophecy then their universe is indeed static (wherein nothing moves but our own Point of Perception).

I’ll buy that …

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devil-29973__340word. One with a simple all-embracing definition to replace the old one, which seems to have outlived its ‘confuse by’ date.

A word that actually means what it once presumably meant, one that is a bit unambiguous—one that cannot be perverted and/or distorted by the clever to make traps for fools.

A word with universal application, in fact; regardless of faith, creed, philosophy, or sciences.

I’ve mentioned this topic before, but why not bring it up again in the light of new suppositions?

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The clue is (okay, was) in the word “all”.

I’m not interested in whether God made the Universe and all who sail in her, or if a Big Nothing in the middle of a timeless nowhere suddenly (without cause? Eeeeeek~!) exploded into a Universe and all who sail in her.

I’m a simple soul.

I like simple, simple is good.

So I think in simple terms and Devil take the hindmost—which is one reason why I, at least, am desirous of a simple word that encompasses everything.

Everything in Time and Space (and anywhere I may have left out). My words ‘in Time’ must of course include anything before Time began, and everything after it ends*.

Likewise Space. If you’re going to run the clock backwards and reverse everything that is or ever was back to a Nothing so small it is timeless and doesn’t exist (go ahead, I can wait)—

—whatever you do we will still end up with a Universe. No Universe, no nothing nowhere never, no? Ergo no Time and no Change and no more nothing again, as it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, ame—

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“Argus!”   “Eeek! Yes, your Godliness?”  “Argie—please shut up …”

Brrrrr. My up is now shut. Some folks you don’t argue with, even if they don’t exist.

But before I bow out, can anyone give me a simple all-encompassing word that means the same as—but isn’t—Universe?

One that covers all the myriad other ‘universes’ apparently out there?

“A Multiverse – where our Universe is only one of many – might not be as inhospitable to life as previously thought, according to new research.”

Sourced from: CLICK HERE

And now to finish reading the article. Don’t wait up, it may take forever (if that still means what I thought it did).


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* This what’s known as CYA action. Boom boom~!



or was it vandals? Both? Who knows, it’s all ancient history now (hence my ‘Ozzy’ reference in a previous post somewhere)—


I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shatter’d visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamp’d on these lifeless things,
The hand that mock’d them and the heart that fed.

And on the pedestal these words appear:
“My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!”
Nothing beside remains: round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away.


I prefer to think of sackers as Vandals. We have ’em in modern Invercargill too, still, and they are voted into office—some of ’em—others by sheer talent kick and gouge and scratch and bite their way to positions of ultimate power. ‘Tis ever thus …

Now look ye upon these mighty works:

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—where by the hand of Man Person a lovely pyramid rises majestic and eternal above the deserts of trees and verdant stuffs, and …

… catch my despair as a Great Plan comes to fruition. (Aside: New Zealanders do not know the meaning of the simple English word ‘prone’. But our Cunning can, and do, apply it, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools.)

If it wasn’t bad enough that New Zealand is genuinely ‘earthquake prone’ (yes, we get ’em a lot here) they actually broadcast the fact to all and sundry.

Not good … what they naively really mean is that Kiwiland stands at earthquake risk (face it, so does anybody).

In Invercargill it appears that clever people are using the fact to push/promote their own agendas.

The old saying is that “You can’t fight City Hall!” and there’s a great deal of truth therein. You can fight, yes—but expect to win? (Hah! You wish …)

So the ambitious here have a new broom—and she is decisive and swift. Atilla the Hun couldn’t have done better than she has, just look at these lovely trees now—

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—and look upon Great works, ye paltry (it means citizens — you know, taxpayers and junk, to be courted only on election day) and weep*.



* Ooops, sorry trees … but you were in the way, dammit! (And in a hundred years who will give a large rodent’s derriere anyway?)




Dodogods, goddesses, godlets and/or Godlings—

that I was born when and where I was. Yay for fortune~!

Luckily I don’t think I’ll still be here by the time these (read quote below) trees come to fruit or the proverbial hits the fan.

Try this on for size (I’ll wait, take your time)—

An author and educator has been ridiculed after saying parents should ask babies for consent before a nappy change, and watch for a response through body language.

Deanne Carson said in an ABC News segment that families could set up “a culture of consent” in the home by asking newborns: “I’m going to change your nappy now, is that OK?”

The CEO of youth relationship service Body Safety Australia added: “Of course, a baby’s not going to respond, ‘Yes Mum, that’s awesome, I’d love to have my nappy changed,’ but if you leave a space and wait for body language and wait to make eye contact, then you’re letting that child know that their response matters.”

—and ponder all possible meanings of the word ‘educator’ and whether it can possibly have any relevance in the Real World.

To read whole article at source: CLICK HERE

… or not click there and thusly save yourself a few bellowed guffaws of the sort that always attract unwanted attention and spray coffee over your screen if reading in Starbucks or Maccers or wherever you’ve sneaked away to.


—before you get all judgemental, it was sourced in Australia (which may explain quite a bit).

Thank heavens, and phew~!


Hold me tight …