Stonehenge, the naturist symbol, and the Druid Awen sign

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Geen leven. Maar ook geen dood.

Een bejaardentehuis. Een waar de heel oude mensen zitten. De mensen die bijna niets meer hebben om voor te leven, die letterlijk zitten te wachten op het einde. Ben je er wel eens geweest? Nee? Doe eens. Het is iets dat je ogen opent. Ga er eens heen en kijk eens goed om je heen. Dat is waar de maatschappij ons heen stuurt. De mensen moeten steeds ouder worden vanwege de wetenschap en de gezondheidszorg.

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I am not normal.

I am not normal. And I'll always do what I can to be not normal. Why? Consider what 'normal' is. Normal is what is considered the norm. The thing that most people do. That's the norm. Many people these days don't seem able to distinguish normal from civilised or humane or decent. Is it normal to be afraid of the idiots that make up this 'Islamic State' (which has, in my opinion, very little to…

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Leave it to the car

Many people do not want a self driving car. This is of course the human factor where the human wants to be in control of the machine. The ironic part in this is that the humans want power steering, power windows and more power options to the car so they don't have to expend their own power. Leave that to the car. The humans also wants GPS navigation so they don't have to look at…

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A Christmas question for Muslims

Yes, you read that right. I wonder how Muslims perceive Christmas. Most of the 'white world' is now submerged in the holy days that will last a week or perhaps longer for some. It's nice to know that some people in that white world still remember what this Christmas is about (many know it is about a tree, presents, and love and peace on the dinner table). Pagans have their own version of Christmas. It's…

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Life and death.

Deaths in Paris. Deaths in planes shot down. Deaths in schools by trigger-happy humans. And I am going to clean the bathroom... There is no way I can even try to understand what makes these people do what they do. Logically I can explain it. Influences. Hate-mongering. Mind-messing by twisted, sick individuals. But understand? No. I can't. And I am proud of that. It lifts my mind out of their gutter. I hate what happens…

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I don't want to be old that way

Sometimes you hear about, or talk to people whose parents don't recognise them any more. That sounds sad. It's even more sad when it happens to you. Like it did to me today. Dad was talking to me for a while already when suddenly he said, "The other one is coming too." I asked him whom he was talking about. "Paul. He lives far away, and he has cats." Do I want to be old…

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Zo wil ik niet oud zijn

Je hoort wel eens van, en spreekt wel eens mensen die niet meer door hun ouders worden herkend. Dat klinkt heel rot. Nog rotter is als het jezelf overkomt. Zoals mij vandaag. Mijn vader zat al even met me te praten toen hij opeens opmerkte dat 'die andere' ook nog zou komen. Ik vroeg hem wie hij bedoelde. "Paul. Die woont ver weg, en die heeft katten." Wil ik zo oud worden? Wie denkt hij…

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A bird and its bag

This morning I drove to work as usual. At some point I suddenly saw a blackbird fly off. It carried something in its beak. The something was a plastic bag it had found in a field. Birds should not find plastic bags in fields. Plastic bags are bad news for animals and I loathe people who toss their 'useless' plastic bags down wherever they stand. They don't think. These people have no idea what they…

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Senntiment. Yes. Senn again.

I know, I've talked about Senn before. During my vacation in San Francisco and Santa Rosa I learnt almost everything there is to know about this (for me) still amazing film. Let's start with the image up here. On the left is "We", a character wonderfully played by Wylie Herman. I was fortunate enough to meet him in person and be an extra for a few seconds in a film he is working on with…

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About life and death

Life is an amazing thing. You hardly ever stand still to realise that because it's a given thing, and so common that there is no reason to reflect on it, usually. It is however something I try to appreciate as much as I can. Why, you may ask. Well, there is this opposite of life and that is death. Have you witnessed death? As in someone dying? I have. Several times. The last time it…

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