The battle rages on

religious words have so much to say,
yet war ‘n’ hate don’t go away,
take the words, and mix ‘em up,
a load of bullshit, is all ya got.

so many killed, so many died,
ask the question, there’s no reason why,
don’t talk to me of love for my fella man,
you use the faith and don’t give a damn.

living in fear, is all we got,
it’s all about, who gets the final shot,
don’t ask me to understand,
you are a killing field, killing every man.

there is no reason, for what you do,
be serious, i’m human, just like you,
annihilation is what you seek,
vestal virgins, need to stand and speak.

ya speak of death, and kill em all,
extermination,
watch the mighty fall,
no one wins, yet the war goes on,
there is no road to glory,
still
the battle rages on!


Steve Boddey and Deep Purple’s The Battle Rages On

Stolen Stuff

I took the liberty to pinch this author unknown

The Eagle
Native American legendA young warrior found a lone eagle's egg and placed it in the nest of a prairie chicken. The egg hatched and the little eagle grew up thinking it was a prairie chicken. The eagle did what the prairie chickens did. It scratched in the dirt for seeds. It clucked and cackled. It never flew more than a few feet because that is what the prairie chickens did. One day he saw an eagle flying gracefully and majestically in the open sky. He asked the prairie chickens: "What is that beautiful bird?" The chickens replied, "That is an eagle. He is an outstanding bird, but you cannot fly like him because you are just a prairie chicken." So the eagle never gave it a second thought, believing that to be the truth. He lived the life of and died a prairie chicken, depriving himself of his heritage because of his lack of vision. What a waste! He was born to win, but was conditioned to lose.

Mental chain
Most people are like the circus elephant. Have you ever seen a giant elephant in an indoor arena tied to a little wooden stake. That huge creature can pick up two thousand pounds with its trunk, yet it calmly stays tied. Why? When that elephant was just a baby, and not very strong, it was tied by a huge chain to an iron stake that could not be moved. Regardless of how hard it tried, it could not break the chain and run free. After it a while it just gave up. Later, when it is strong, it never attempts to break free. The "imprint" is permanent. "I can't! I can't!' it says. There are millions of people who behave like this creature of the circus. They have been bound, tied and told "You'll never make it," so many times they finally call it quits. The may have dreams, but the "imprinting" keeps pulling them back. Today, eliminate the source of your limitations. When you mentally break free, the boundaries will be removed from your future.

Whitesnakes do it better ..............With friends like inspiration

Cold Chisel -

For JP and FP hope he comes home for Christmas guys.

The future

I have no idea why, but this festive season just ain’t doing it for me!
My workcover thingy should be finalised this week. (YEAH RIGHT!)
The house is being emptied out in readiness for the big move, the annual family get together will be held here and most of the family have already agreed ta come over. Work is steady and as ya’ll know, I love my job.

Yet something is missing.
No idea what. This year seems like a drag, Christmas a bore!
Maybe it is old age catching up or the stresses and strains of moving. Trying to organise everything and not knowing how things will pan out. Maybe having ta say goodbye to family and friends is taking its toll.

Who knows and who really cares, it can only get better aye?

Whitesnakes do it better ……. When ya play that funky music Whitesnake

Whitesnakes work is never done.

Work comes in stops and starts. Sometimes I get regular work, sometimes I get nothing but a Thursday night and other times there is not enough days in the week.

Having to say no to work is somethingI have to get use to, other wise I would burn out and be unable to do my job properly.
I am finding that the more times I work the better I get at it. Natural aye?

The thing that gets me though is that I will get a call at the last moment asking me to work at some far distant planet. They know I don't drive and that I rely on public transport but the still insist on calling me to do a middle of the night shift.

One of the funniest things that happened was getting a call to work the local mall being asked if I could work 5pm to 9. "Yep no problem"
No problem??????
Get to the place and find out it is 5pm to 9am 16 hrs straight. Long and strenuous but I made it through. As soon as I got home the call came through to see if I could work that afternoon.

The polite version of the answer was "No thank you"

I must say though I love my job.

Whitesnakes do it better ...........when ya work at it!

Eddie Vedder - No More (Official Video)

Thanks ta Kindness this is my Protest!

Fighting Man - Bogart Tribute

Sometimes I feel like this.

Stranger

I have been working some weird and wonderful shifts and I would suggest that ya never, ever do a split shift!
Not sure if it’s old age starting ta creep up on me or the fact that I am increasing my work load or even the fact that I haven’t worked this long in a few years. Not that it really matters my time management still sucks. My writing output is almost zero and my sleeping is inconsistent with my requirements. To top that off, I still feel trapped, stifled by the system that I was suppose ta be out of three weeks ago.
It appears I have become a stranger to some friends and family. Remaining distant and reclusive to a certain degree. Whether this is good or not, I don’t know. It seems ok to me yet to some I have become different. I enjoy the way I am evolving, the way I am growing.
Why hold back now? Why not move ahead full steam. Take chances. Experience the thrill of the unknown.
I am a stranger to friends and family but I am no stranger to myself.
Steve Boddey Nov 2008

Someone whom shall remain NAMELESS tried ta hack my blog.

Fortunately no damage done other than losing all my previous post, but then again shit happens.

So now I start again and maybe with a bit more care or for you ya fucker a bit more venom!

Anyways............I hope this......... Put a smile on ya dial!

Whitesnakes do it better .....................when he spits in ya face

Bugga!

Internal battles now I have to start again ............. BUGGA!

Whitesnakes do it better ....... With a slip of the Tongue