Sunday, 25 September 2016


Busy as a bee,
busy as me,
busy like city,
busy but witty,
a little Mextic, 
like a Cairo street, 
press delete,


Saturday, 24 September 2016


As autumn came life retreated again,
a moment of pause,
in the great cause, 
returning in time,
with the sunshine,


Thursday, 22 September 2016

vision without decision

Nobody knew as the sides were drew, which was this would travel and the story unravel, one of them realist and the other idealist, fighting over writing, a vision without decision made its steady course through the middle, uniting and exciting those tired of the fighting,

Thin soles - leather boots

Tan leather boots,
 soles worn thin,
though still a smile and a tough grin, 
never before could he of imagined what was in-store, 
days and days, walking from place to place, 
sometimes catching the train,
 merely to be told to get off again,
walking again, through places of wonder,
mountains and thunder, 
castles carved in the rock
and rivers that flow round the clock,

Catching rays

He walked for days,
 in the sun rays, 
shouting and ranting about the in-just,
 for him this journey was an absolute must,
 for in this way his system rebooted,
 though much of his bank account he may well have looted, 
after this madness,
 came a time of sadness,
 hitting the ground with silence and no one around,
 hard to forgive,
 though he must continue to live,
 for each path and its aftermath, 
pave the way for a brighter day only a sunset away,

Monday, 19 September 2016

ideas test

the ideas, bright in the dead of the night, have to face their test, of a morning after short rest,


Jesting with words, then sticks, their arms grew bigger and started to throw bricks,

old engineer

An old engineer harnessed his fear, working with speed, he began to feed, all those in need, only stopping to read, what planted the seed,


Darkness fell, the moon light cast its spell, a tired soul, unable to rest, found it's soft glow a bless,

revolving doors

shaping a path through the aftermath, of a million years of hope and tears, the all controlling evolving revolving doors,

distant voices

excited by distant voices and unspoilt choices, shouting in reply, waiting to see who will pass by,


Guiding the herd,
 with unspoken word, 
the slowly ageing buffalo,
 led all carefully through the snow, 
to spring grass,
 plenty at last,


what was said, embedded in my head, holding on strong, to precious moments long gone, one day, meeting again, unheard word,

Indian land

wild people scream, democracy the dream, a Chinese hand in an Indian land,

the sailor

a sailor pardoned by the sea, from what might be, an untimely destiny, a small thank-you prayer, now he lives with a little more care,

Wandering man

A wandering man,
 carried a can, 
any spare change,
 people thought it was strange, 
what began with a can, 
was the making of the man,

wise man's eyes

he looked across at the wise man's eyes, not expecting a look of surprise, however clever, the wise man struggled to keep it together,

mystery of history

The mystery of history, Lessons of time, align, the balance is forever fine,

tide of the sea

I see her walking to me, like the tide of the sea,

miserable thing

he tries to smile, as he waits a while, for the phone to ring, what a miserable thing,

kind words

Kind words, are like a bridge, a solid ridge, across the turbulent waters, that no one taught us,


a crash of light at night, following by a thunder rumble, can make us all feel humble,


one more addition, to the tradition, of writing, and delighting, those that take pleasure, from a simple measure, of words,

fresh song

a fresh song each morning, from every little bird without warning, a new tweet, that you cannot delete, a new song, a place to belong

live by the pen

many women and men, live by the pen, as their word is heard, even the absurd, as its effect, is not yet known,


to share is to care, to learn is to earn, to rhyme is to discover, a little more from one another,

sadness and madness

a sadness, can lead to madness, struggle and strife, can take or make a life,


spare a thort, for those who taught, what may seem, just a dream, that all the nations, can develop relations,

dove of peace

cherish the dove of peace, for it grieves, for those who have died, in pain, so that it may fly again,

story untold

The coffee that has gone cold, The story left untold, Blood and screams, And scattered dreams,


The druid said, Time for bed, Forget that which in your head, Rise up early, With your hair all curly,

ancient relationships

Where the ocean meets the shore, An ancient relationship, That navigates our land, Like the lines in the hand, Lay pebbles in the sand,

dark lane

Talking as you walk, Down the dark lane, From where you came, The talking breaks the silence, That can divide us,

our song

it is what has kept us here all along, a will to survive and sing our song,


the cornerstone, of what we learn, must be from the past, and taught to last,


"the quicker we learn our way, we still must tread with care, for little did we know yesterday, what we know today, ...tomorrow"

Thursday, 12 May 2016

Brutal Beginnings

Little was remaining of the once brutal world that existed, a world where difference was met with intolerance, where the drive for quick cheap food brought misery to the world. A world where no time was given to the fine details that make up our universe. Where some of the finest were merely trampled in the stampede to the top of a cliff where no one had anywhere to go but fall off. 

For millions of years previous to these comparatively golden times had existed a world where survival almost certainly involved a fight, a fight for space, a fight for food, a fight for money. It is hard to imagine these horrors now and not many care to, though they are far from forgotten as information of the dark years keeps everyone passionate about making improvements everyday to the world around them. 

Communication has allowed for a world where none are forgotten and all are treasured. Money had disappeared to be looked at in museums as its value diminished as it was found that through technological advancements people no longer needed to exchange it. The only similarity between these two worlds, is the weather and seasons remain as do the oceans and the mountains, little else is recognisable. The devil was in the detail but not as first imagined by the carnivorous early inhabitants of the world.

Sunday, 8 May 2016

The Goldfish

The Goldfish has no name she is just Goldfish, she was rescued from a very dark place, a place where the owners had left a once thriving aquarium to die, starving each and every one of the Goldfish's friend. The Goldfish was the only survivor of this awful circumstance. She was rescued by a man called Sam, who when hearing of the plight of the fish immediately paid the previous owners for the aquarium and took it to his home. At this home the tank was cleaned and the Goldfish fed and nursed back to a fulfilling existence. The Goldfish had lost many friends through the tragic circumstances, though is now living happily in her new home. The Goldfish and her friend Sam are very close. Nothing will ease the nightmare of what the Goldfish endured but the Goldfish was not one to hold grudges. The Goldfish talks quite openly to whoever she meets about her plight, in the hope that it raises awareness of what can happen if the darkness is not kept under control. The Goldfish enjoys using video sharing platforms to communicate with other survivors of difficult times in order that they may share whatever it is that is troubling them the most. Fortunately the world the Goldfish lives in now is very different from the dark time that the Goldfish endured. Since the dark times there has been gigantic leaps forward in technology and inter species approaches to each other. 

Becky and Peter the donkeys

Becky and Peter have been married now for nearly twenty years. They never argue and always see the positive in everything around them. They are now free from any work commitments that had been thrust upon them in the dark years. They now are able to work on what they held dear. They both have a keen interest in growing vegetables and crops. It is a passion they have both shared for many years. They recently uploaded all their knowledge onto the internet and love answering intriguing questions about their knowledge of growing vegetables and crops. They are renowned in their field. They both took to computers quickly after the animal- computer revolution. They also hold their own online conferences where they invite other specialists in growing vegetables and crops to speak and answer questions from viewers. They also both share a love of cooking, Becky's specialty is carrot soup, and Peter likes corn on the cob. 

Saturday, 7 May 2016

Our friend the Blackbird

You could not ask for a finer friend than the Blackbird, each morning she roams the garden of whoever's neighborhood she happens to be visiting with a light kind of presence that only the humble possess. Pruning is something the blackbird takes very seriously, rarely will she go out without immaculate feathers. The rain if she is caught in it seems to just flow of her perfectly pruned feathers. In these times no longer does she eat worms, the worms and the blackbird are now companions, Like all on earth striving to improve the lives of everyone around them. There is now no war as meat is now grown in laboratories and computer technology has allowed for inter- species communication. If anyone appears even slightly lonely they will find the blackbird in their garden, she has almost a sense for loneliness and does not tolerate it. Dainty, delicate and pruned to perfection, the blackbird is always welcome by anyone who she visits. 

Lily the Lion Cub

Lily the lion cub is the first daughter of Thomas and Barbara, she is fortunate to be in a golden time, a time when all are now connected in harmony. A time when there is no hunger, a time when the imagination can create almost anything it wishes. Lily enjoys using her imagination to come up with new ways to solve any ailments that others may be suffering from. She has already helped towards a dozen if not more exciting breakthroughs in healthcare. Connected to the internet she can communicate her ideas with anyone she wishes to connect with. Playful with wit, there is few that can touch her problem solving capabilities, She lives for Spring, when the world becomes alive in parts of the world which are more seasonal than others. She likes to travel, though travel is something of a different experience now than in the dark years, now there are designated aerial highways that are a vacuum that one can travel very quickly without the fear of hurting another species. She is certainly one that keeps dreams alive. As well inspiring and giving others the confidence to follow their own dreams. She keeps her parents feeling young through and is constantly challenging them for answers to questions that only the elders may have an answer.

Fred the Frog and his blog.

Fred is a frog who likes to blog, Fred had been keeping his blog ever since the beginning of the animal-computer revolution. He likes to post around four times a day. His blog is one of the most remarkable chronologies of Global Progress that the world has to offer. He has consistently documented for the past four year any major steps forward in the global community. There has as you can imagine been some great steps forward and some remarkable progress made. He also runs a corner shop specializing is the new foods that has been made since the laboratory meat revolution. He loves to dance every Friday he heads to local dance complex and shows the world how it done. Fred the frog and his legendary blog. He features weekly remarkable stories of inventions and advancements in science, technology and health care. He has a busy schedule as he is frequently invited to talk about the implications of his blog in stimulating progress worldwide. The blog ever since its early days has always made the effort to be inclusive of every species possible. This is part of the reason it has such a phenomenal readership base. He occasionally holds music events in his favorite pond where everyone has their own lily pad on which to dance. 

Friday, 6 May 2016

Little Red Fox

Little Red Fox was such a mischievous creature, he is both nocturnal and a day walker, a great listener and quick witted, a treasured friend of all those he encounters. Once hunted on horse back by man and dogs now resided in peace. No fear of the horn that once sent shivers down the spine of him and his family. The little red fox was a patron of peace. Forever the diplomat which a wide range of connections spanning the globe, there is never a dull moment in the company of the fox. His ears moved consistently back and forward as he listens to the woes and celebrations of his many friends. One of little red fox's closest friend was a squirrel as both choose to reside in the woods, they were neighbours as well as confidants in each other. The squirrel enjoyed riding on the back of the fox from time to time. Some would tease them for their matching red coats. They are true companions.

Thursday, 5 May 2016

Kind Bears - Necessities

Dancing Bears used to be a symbol of cruelty in the dark times before the light. 
Before the time of laboratory grown meat and animal- computer interaction.
Now a dancing bear is something to be rejoiced as they are majestic creatures as all are, The bears are now able to dance alongside humans and any other creatures, although carefully as not to harm another creatures with there size. This is less of an issue now though as computer technology has advanced to the stage where all creatures are aware of each others required space and do not have to worry to much about infringing on it. The bears like to clap along to many a song and drum beat, they have been very keen to record music of their own genre and it is so far a great success with all the creatures, Bare necessities is a song which is a constant reminder to the populations of creatures to ensure they safeguard what it is that provides peace. A constantly evolving selection of laboratory grown meat along with computer technology.

“The best way of being kind to bears is not to be very close to them.” 
― Margaret AtwoodMaddAddam

This quotation is now history and bears now cherish company, as they did not always wish to choose solitude although they still value their own space and peace and quiet, Bears now enjoy the kindness that flows around the planet. 

A lamb in wolfs clothing - liberty.

The saying used to go a wolf in sheep's clothing, however now could not be any-more different, the wolf is well feed on laboratory grown meat which does no harm, the wolf spends its time trying to constantly justify itself to the lambs, there is little need however as the lambs are as forgiving as the rest of the creatures have been to each other fortunately. 

"The shepherd drives the wolf from the sheep's for which the sheep thanks the shepherd as his liberator, while the wolf denounces him for the same act as the destroyer of liberty. Plainly, the sheep and the wolf are not agreed upon a definition of liberty"

Abraham Lincoln

The wolves and the lambs are now free to contemplate this quote by Abraham Lincoln, free from the hunger that once divided them with fear.

The Wise Old Owl

Grace and beauty came naturally to the wise old owl, This once formidable predator was now the guardian of the night skies. She had one of the finest records for safety among all the species. Protecting with all the due diligence and capacity she has. Her role, which she was highly dedicated to was that of night time safety, helping any creature in need of companionship in the evening hours, those for example who weren't so adapted to the night time lighting such as humans, cows and horses. There was never a dull moment with the owl, though she famously treasured golden silence as well, as this was when her senses could work to the maximum of their capability. During the daylight she enjoyed to life coach other creatures using the Skype application on her mobile telephone, she encouraged all she met in the direction they were most passionate about, she had a way of routing the passion from within others. She also was terribly against loneliness, she liked to surprise individuals that she cared for with early morning telephone calls and had mastered creating a feeling of solidarity between once quarreling parties.

Chapter: Chickens and Politics

The quiet squawking of the chickens was like a lullaby to rest of the animals. The chat was mainly politics with the chickens, politics of who could eat what, who would perch where, constant discussion with each other.
The chickens were early adopters of any form of technology, especially that of a social nature. They love to talk, there is a now a clear view amongst the chickens that the old, the ill and the young must be cared for. No one really cares to consider the darkness that we once lived in. Worms now go about their business not concerned by what was once a terrifying ordeal to survive alongside chickens. The chickens likewise have come to interact with humans without bearing grudge or desperation at what is now referred to what are now referred to as the dark days.
The technological revolution has allowed all to surpass their wildest dreams and each day brings with it new contentment at a new set of achievements. This is due to the way in which technological advances have a tendency to snowball, with one technological advances paving the way for others to be made more rapidly. Each as equally fulfilling as the next. Cockerels now have an equal standing in the society, as in the dark days their fate was determined simply by their sex.
The crow of the cockerels in the morning is now simply an alarm clock for the fox which once in the dark times considered it to be a dinner bell. The chickens love to bath in the dust on a summers day.

Chapter: The mouse that lived in a house with a horse.

They became inseparable, the horse and the mouse, a companionship that began when the mouse would finish pieces of food too small for the horse to eat. Over this meal they would discuss worldly affairs, without too much caution. They would laugh the night away, when daylight came each would go on their own way. The horse to the field, the mouse to its house. Never a cross word was spoken between the pair. Sometimes a winters cold crisp night, sometimes a summers warm evening. They both liked to sing and dance, though tried to leave nothing regarding safety to chance.

The horse by morning was always impatient to leave the stable. The mouse to return to its kitchen table. The horse would neigh and shout at the humans passing by as so not to be forgotten. The horse would march along the cobbled yard, on autopilot, quite capable of guiding himself round the building and straight to the field. Of which it was usually a choice of two, depending on weather condition and grass which one he would go to. As he approached the field eagerly excited, as soon as he was released he would gallop at full speed round the field, updated all with his presence, he also enjoyed to roll as he was white unlike the mouse who was dark grey, and survival had taught his to roll and cover himself in the colour of the earth.
The only way the humans could persuade the horse to leave the field and return to the stable in the evening was by providing the delicious food on his return which would later be shared with the mouse, just the right amount of food, not enough to make him fat just enough to sustain a healthy spirit, the rest of his food consisted of hay which the mouse enjoyed taking to its house to make a bed with.

Eyp Leumas: intro

Eyp Leumas.
The year is 2086 and the war within nature has ended. We all now tread very carefully and the world is a vastly richer place. This breakthrough was thanks to two main areas of discovery. The first was the development of synthetic meat, this was thanks to a British Doctor. This put the building blocks in place for a much more collaborative existence. The second was a breakthrough in communication between all species using specialist software in use now by every man, woman, child animal, bird, fish and insect. This development was brought to the forefront by two brothers, Egyptian doctors.
Witnessing these breakthroughs being brought into mainstream society has been one of the most exciting experiences imaginable. It is simply remarkable to find yourself able to talk to any species you wish. It has also led to some of the most ground-breaking scientific developments I have ever witnessed. Cancer is now history, as is hunger, poverty and space exploration is now a significantly joint affair. No-one could have imagined the intelligence that are neighbours and fellow inhabitants of the earth could have brought to the table. We all now only shake our heads in shame at the previous dark existences that we all led.
A greater number of people enjoy gently strolling from place to place and
it is illegal to turn a communication software device off as it could potentially cause death or injury. This is taken with great appreciation by the majority of people though who are always in awe of the amazing conversations that can be had between God’s species.
Species safety is a greatly important aspect to society now, with constant innovations and technological improvements being made to keep everyone safe. It is the staggering level of comradery that has made this world such a richer place since the dark days.
The immense intelligence improvements and brain power when all species are communicating and working together is staggering. Another blessing has been the lack of grudges being held between species of previous conflict. The sincerity in believe for change for the better has cemented the focus of all to improve the world that surrounds us.
Politics is now mainly a thing of the past as all that is voted on it done electronically with input from all the species. There just exists one democratically elected global council made up of around 9 million candidates, one leader from every species, this council has the power to veto decisions if it feels they are being made with too much haste until more time has been allowed for discussion of the notions concerned.
Healthcare has seen dramatic improvements, with the development of a global health system supported and contributed too by the global community of species. This is the phrase I would generally use to refer to our planet, “the global community of species” of which I am pleased to be a part of. Depression has also vanished of the face of the earth since inter-species communication took off. This has also had the effect of dramatically increased productivity as the effect that human depression was having on the world was largely under-cited until inter-species communication developed and depression vanished. It is frankly no wonder that the humans alone had such difficulty keeping the economy strong and healthy, with such drastic levels of depression running through society.