Saturday, 8 October 2016

Imperfect is Perfect enough?

Is there such a thing as perfection, if so, why isn’t it on sale in one of our supermarkets.  The simple answer to this question is ‘Perfection’ doesn’t exist except as an aspiration, dream, hope, or ambition. It has no value in itself but as an aspiration it is ‘Perfect’.
No matter how good something is, it can be improved and will be, in time.
What it does as an aspiration is gives us focus and the dream of doing the impossible.
How often have I written the ultimate perfect story or poem and the next day finding glaring faults that need immediate correction. More times than any self-respecting male should ever admit.
Now imperfection, that’s a different story, a useful tool in many respects.
First-Its there in front of me, smiling like a friend.
Two-It and me have become pals, mates, because we keep coming into touch with each other regularly. I have developed a deep respect for it and its abilities.
Three-It is one of the stepping stones to success.
Four-A great teacher and mentor.
There is of course a road to perfection but unfortunately or maybe fortunately, it has no ending. A road that goes on and on and on to whom knows where.
I have heard a quote ‘When you reach perfection it is time to crawl into bed and die’. A bit stark and  I don’t know where it came from but it tells us that there is nothing in life beyond perfection, so if you achieve it, there is nothing left in life.
I have also heard it said that if you strive for perfection you will achieve excellence but I am not so sure of that as I would treat excellence the same as perfection and it is an aspiration unless you see excellence as the best you can achieve at the moment but then you could say the same about perfection.  The tutor ‘imperfection’ shows us how to change, often, amend, start again, use your mistakes as the beginning of a journey. You can’t take too many journeys in life, if you can fit them in, please do, you’ll reap the benefits.
These journeys from imperfection, along hope, trials, tribulation, frustration, anger, joy and more anger, are the seeds of progress. Progress is not perfection, just a train station along the way.

We need hope in life, dreams, aspirations and some joy, to feed our souls, as humans. The belief that you have perfection starves us of these nutrients.

JC-Dublin-A City full of imperfections. 

Friday, 23 September 2016

Red apple consequence

Red apples have played a part in life down through the ages. Im sure it was a red Cox’s pippin that  Eve gave to Adam and look at the consequences, fish crawling out of the sea and turning into humans. Of course that still begs the question where did Adam and Eve come from but i don't have all the answers.
Sleeping beauty could have taken  a bite and fallen asleep for a thousand years (Time depends on who you're talking to or who’s telling telling the story-She supposedly pricked her finger on a needle but this could be a simile for an apple ) and was only woken by a kiss from a handsome prince or was it a frog who turned into a handsome prince. This begs the question, what had the frog/handsome prince eaten. The other question i would ask is ‘Would the ugly frog know it’s a frog or does it see itself as a prince. Is it aware that it is ugly or presume it is a handsome prince. I suppose what i am getting at is, do we change or is it the frog. Suppose, by a princess eating a red apple, the whole world changed  and we see things differently, except the princess of course. As i said, i don't have all the answers, just the questions. A good question, just like a  red apple will lead to good outcomes, but you must find your own answers, red apples and good questions enable this.
The reason i’m exploring this, is to look at the consequences of biting one of these apples to-day and falling asleep for a thousand years. Would the world wide web still exist and if it did, how much information would be on it. How long would your beard be, could the pretty princess have a beard, if she did, would the frog kiss her?
Would you wake up in the same bed and have bed sores. If you had  sores would you be able to sleep for a thousand years. It may seem that these questions are unimportant but if you have bed sores your priorities change.
Just imagine what the bed would be worth or would it have deteriorated. The antique’s road show may still be around, depending on the price of fuel or will their transport be driven by red apples, well! you never know? Mind you, it would be rational to call it the ‘antique road show’, if it’s still travelling.
What is it about red apples as opposed to green or yellow apples, could it be allure or to be more precise, ‘Lure’.
Life would be better if we asked more questions and ate more red apples?
Dublin-a City defined by it’s ‘Lure’

Wednesday, 27 July 2016

Modern Bubble Technology

Bubbles are a transient film of water with great strength and flexibility, slice one and hey Presto! You have two.
They can entice you to follow and then Pop! Their gone, invisible, leaving you stranded. They have no sense of responsibility or conscience, totally immoral. They of course have their use when in Saunas or soft drinks, they can massage your sore muscles or the deeper reaches of your innards.
This doesn’t excuse the fact that they are totally undependable and irresponsible, they think of no one but themselves. They will let you down quicker than Irish Permanent will raise mortgages. 
There are of course different types of bubbles, economic or price bubbles, which sometimes burst with unintended consequences. Some of them appear with air in water, gas or other liquids like Guinness and soft drinks. We can also have bubbles of emotion which sometimes leads to people making rash promises or regrettable threats.
The ability to float is important, as we don’t want them to float for a second or two, then! Plop. They burst and disappear, leaving you and me, abandoned, isolated, alone.  One way I’ve learned to overcome the burst bubble is to wear gloves that are oil based, as bubbles don’t burst when they land on oil.
A real bubble must be lighter than air and the higher and longer it can float the better. It may in time prove possible to clone a bubble, taking the best attributes and creating the perfect one. A stem cell from the perfect bubble would create a lifetime supply of ‘Perfect Bubbles’.
There is a perception that bubbles have to be round but is this really the case? I accept that they are more aerodynamically suitable if they have a rotund shape. Could we have square one or maybe rectangles in the future? The one I would like to see is the triangular bubble, why not, watch this space, in fact any space.
We may in time find other uses for bubbles, like floating opium dens, with the residue of the pipe held within the bubble creating double the effect. There could be green and health benefits from the reduced need for the poppy seed.  Of course people can and probably will abuse this and use more but you can hardly blame the bubble.
While a floating bubble may benefit from its circular shape, it would be easier to sit, lie down and relax if the bubble had a different shape. In fact a triangular one could be quite comfortable.  There could be a compromise by having a half round roof designed to act as a solar panel giving us water and heat when needed.  This could be tied to the national grid, producing heat and electricity.
In case you’re wondering where the water would come from, apart from the bubble being itself water, there would be water traps around the edge of the roof. This is where the stem cell and other research come in, shaping bubbles to our needs. Some of us may need bubbles that float long distance or reach great heights.
We may need one where we can sit, have a few drinks, maybe barbeque a few steaks, watch television. You can see how useful a bubble can be, if it is developed and I haven’t even broached the idea of how to hang a plasma screen while touring.
I should point out at this time, that all these ideas are possible without the use of fossil fuels and totally green in essence and practice.  A green bubble would certainly appeal to the ‘Greens’ , if you pardon the pun.
On another occasion I will explore the concept of ‘Pun’ free bubbles but for the moment we will stick to the issue at hand, bubbles that have a practical application in a modern society.
We need to focus on ones that can be controlled, at the moment they are like women, attractive but all over the place. We need one that the we can sit on and impregnate their thin outer film when its raining, for shelter.
Imagine the consequences of sitting on a bubble in a rain storm, not a pretty sight. Not harmful on the ground but imagine if you were floating at one thousand feet, shudder! You could be let down hard.
We need strong ones, with strength and accessibility along with green credentials, so we won’t be levied to the hilt with travel taxes and fuel surcharges.
They could also be useful as restaurants, well! The square and rectangular one’s could be, as they would be free from rates and other charges imposed by councils for leaving seats and tables outside. On the pavement. This may entail linking  two or more together, with corridor access between them, a bit like a train. Yes! A bubble train, what a good idea. The more I think of this, bubbles could be the answer to a lot of the world’s problems.
A bubble bar, shurly one wouldn’t be expected to apply for a liquor licence to run a floating pub. They don’t charge for boats on the canal or crossing the Irish sea.
Night clubs wouldn’t be expected to close at two thirty am as at present, would they? We wouldn’t need taxi’s as we would just hop off our floating club/pub/shopping centre as it passes our house, which itself will probably be a bubble.
We could have a range of flat pack bubbles from ‘Ikea’ which could be delivered in a square container type bubble. Just think what this could do for the housing crises at the moment.  They could even be delivered to Calais or Germany and relieve the immigration crisis.
We shouldn’t forget speech and laughter bubbles, these are generally used in cartoons and can deliver very strong messages, often political. They can and often do, deliver messages that humans struggle with.
Hurling in a bubble could be interesting and exciting, once the outer film was strong enough to contain the ‘Sliothar’ as we all watch from our bubbles floating outside the arena bubble. (See below) Just imagine a sliothar travelling at speed, say one hundred miles an hour, crossing the bar for a point, hitting a thin outer film as the crowd, ensconced in the safety of their own bubbles, gasp as it hits the outer film, testing its strength, creating a bulbous effect, for a brief moment, before the sliothar is fired back, into play at a speed equal to a Boeing 207 at its best.
This of course can be used to keep the game flowing, even faster than it is at the moment, as the players would be expected to resume play as soon as the sliothar re-entered the playing area. The normal puck-out would be used where the Sliothar failed to come in contact with the outer film.
On the serious side, scientists at Oxford University are trying to harness the energy released when bubbles collapse as a way of killing cancerous cells. They have built a device to beam ultrasounds into the body, generating bubbles at the site of the tumour. When these bubbles pop, they release energy as heat, killing rogue cells. This of course could be Cambridge or Trinity here in Ireland, as bubbles tend to move around quickly. 

The future is bright, for ‘Bubbles

Hurling is a very fast and dexterous Irish game played with a hurling stick and a ball-The ball is called a ‘Sliothar’ and the stick a 'Hurley'. Look it up an exciting game when you know the rules.

JC-Dublin-A City immersed in 'Bubble Thinking'?

Saturday, 16 July 2016

A Cone

It had some age and memories, well it looked old, older than me and that’s saying something.  A pine cone with memories, well why not, why presume inanimate objects have no memories.
They may have seen early settlers to Ireland as they trudged through our dense forests. The Partholonians may have passed this cone as they reached Tallaght, if they ever did.
There are possibly cone trees blowing in the wind at the moment , not three miles away from where i live, who are related to this aged one?
A question arises in my aged and challenged mind, ‘How old is this cone and how long before they perish?
The answer is twofold-(1) How long is a piece of string
                                     (2)   I don’t know?
Authors note ; I need to research this, find the answer. Mankind could really benefit from knowing the answer to this question.
This cone may know the answer to who killed JR and where the battle of clontarf really took place in 1014. The residents and business people of Clontarf would be happy if it could be confirmed that the battle did indeed take place in their hinterland.
It may have lay along the pathway St Kevin supposedly walked between Kilnamanagh and Glendalough. Would it confirm, if it could talk (come to that in a minute), his saintliness or reveal how he cursed and swore at being born too early for a bus or tram to take him there?
Could it have been in St Stephens Green on Saturday 21st of august 1784 when Mary Fairfield was tortured to death for the murder of wet nurse Mary Funt and later burned as were many others?  As this was done after hanging was banned on the green I presume it was seen as a less barbaric means of paying for your crimes?
The knowledge held by a pine cone matches any encyclopaedia in any library.
Going back to them talking, maybe they can but we can’t hear them-humans are blind and deaf to so much in life. Maybe it’s better if we can’t  and leave the past where it is?

Of course it could be a foreign cone, a refugee, that crossed European borders before Brexit closes up shop?

JC-Dublin-A City that loves it's cones

Sunday, 3 July 2016

Poiesis Stew

I’m sitting alone
At home
Trying to find the words
To write this poem

A glass of wine
Would be divine
Help refine
Each and every line

A pint of Guinness
Just like Kavanagh
Brendan Behan
Flann O’Brien

A mix of vowels
With consonants
Image with simile
Sound with symbols

It could be a Sonnet
A five beat ten syllable line
Maybe I’ll just rhyme
Every second line

It could be an epic
Telling of deeds
Battles won

A limerick would be cool
But, it needs five lines
Would have to be bawdy
Humour attached

Comic verse
To make me laugh
Some intimate sniggers
With loud guffaw’s

My poem could be sad
A tale of woe
A perpetrator glad
With evil intent

A sexual tiger
About to roar
Hidden passions
Under a sensuous cloak

It may be a story of love
Happy or sad
Murder and mayhem
Deep desires

It could be verse for children
Something simple about suds
Stepping on the cat
Or daddy falling into a pond

Evil dreams
Put to pen
A dose of cynicism
Rhythmic coddle

Paradise lost

Rhyming schemes
Poetic form
Sub text

I would be blessed
If I had the recipe
A map of dreams
Mixed with spice

Would be nice

JC-Dublin-A City That Enjoys a Stew

Sunday, 27 March 2016

Early call

January breeze massages my skin
As a bumble bee crawls along the path
People stepping either side, 
Not noticing
An early wake-up call
On this sun kissed January afternoon

JC-Dublin a City defined by Dreamers

Thursday, 14 January 2016


(A Tribute to the late Spike Milligan by JC )
Rilligan Dilligan
Silligal rhymitcal
Writical lyrical
Spikical  Millican

Write as you like
Poetical Bike
Symetrical Kite
Rhymetical spike

Muckoon Puckoon
Potholes caught holes
Mythical Dittical
Crows analytical

Adolf Bittler
Hitler dittler
Partikil downfall
Humouresly writeilar

Spikical writeakil
Milligan Bisekil
Lyrical wittical           
Poetical nonsenekil
Dublin-A City defined by its Analytical Ditticals