Leibniz' Gonads

Reading about Leibniz (gonad philosopher, mathematician and logician) I realized his theory regarding gonads made alot of sense. For Leibniz the world is divided between mental things and physical or material things and the essential difference between them is that physical things exist in space, but mental things do not. Leibniz thought that any material thing can be sub-divided into its constituent parts. He called these constituent parts GONADS. Ultimately the world must consist of an intimate number of individual things which have no extension is space. He called these GONADS.

How do these GONADS come together to form complex entities?Leibniz took the view that the GONADS could not influence one another directly. Rather, the world was arranged with a pre-established harmony, so that all the separate GONADS, each following its own course, actually, managed to combine to give rise the world we know, with its complex bodies.

प्लेनेटरी Nebula

My definition of a planetary nebula is firstly one I can see with my beady eye if I stretch lengthways across the ridgeway in the dark matter(found easily by going directly north when England is the right way up on the globe) and concentrate at least. I can't be thinking about cricket or any some such nonsense and slowly but surely if I am respectful with my attention, I will see an emission nebula consisting of an expanding glowing shell of ionized gas and plasma ejected during the asymptotic giant branch phase of certain types of stars late in their life.

To give you some history from the wickedpedia, the name originated with their first discovery in the 18th century because of their similarity in appearance to giant planets (and scizzletops) when viewed through small optical telescopes (or along the ridgeway), and is otherwise unrelated to the planets of the solar system. They are a relatively short-lived phenomenon, lasting a few tens of thousands of years, compared to a typical stellar lifetime of several billion years.

At the end of the star's life, during the red giant phase, the outer layers of the star are expelled via pulsations and strong stellar winds. Without these opaque layers, the remaining core of the star shines brightly and is very hot. The ultraviolet radiation emitted by this core ionizes the ejected outer layers of the star which radiate as a planetary nebula.

I know a ballerina who likes the stars and he also works part-time for NASA in their cultural space collaboration thing bringing together artists and astronauts project and he gives astronauts dance tips.

A new story you say? NOOOOOO I roared I was a GIANT with tall mechanical legs, sleeping peacefully until stupid little Jack Horner midget and bain of my life pinched me between my toes "WAKE UP YOU FAT LOUT" he screamed. "You idiot boy and I'll stamp on your head" I said. But then I realised I was male and a giant... I could hardly believe what I saw when I peaked in my trousers. I picked up the little Jack betweet my fingers and asked him if he wanted to be set free- he nodded his head vigourously- I was trapping his chest my mistake with my fingers. So I asked him which mode of transportation he would like- with the suggestion of being pinged out the window ( I knew he would bounce), I nodded his head for him because I wanted to ping him, so I set him on the end of my huge giant finger and flipped him out the window. I saw him dive with his hands at his side aiming for the pond outside. I think he landed ok as I could hear tiny little screaches of delight 'yeeeeh free from the wicked hairy giant'.
To be or not to be. They lost their contact with the world. They lived in a world of dreams. It seems they are quicker than the communists are able to be...(this is the beginning of the next dream walk)

Dr Parnassus

So on a greyish evening with the air slightly electric, I walked up the hill into the cinema that's a hundred years old. I have hardly any money I thought I should be careful to make it last until my paycheck after checking on the machine. Then I came across a cafe and a man at the counter with a cheeky smirk. I asked him if the kitchen was open and for a sandwich. With pride he glowed back a yes on both counts and he shouted to the cook out the back to make it. I watched him make a white milkshake with something orange and brown. 'It's magic', he said. 'If you drink it things will change'. So I did I drank it and then I flew out the cafe and zoomed up to the old cinema. Inside I went up to the counter, the woman behind had woven bright blue snakes in her hair. I asked her for entrance into Dr Parnasuss' wonderous imporium and she said £900 please. I handed over the 100 pound bills and the snakes said thankssss. Then I flew up the stairs to the room with the giant screen and the boy at the door asked me for my ticket and as he did I noticed all his teeth were made of gold. The curtains opened as I sat down and we were soaring through the sky and arrived at the opening scene as Dr Parnassus opened up his travelling theatre. I was sucked into the screen and whirled through the scenes in different landscapes. I liked best the house in the mountains full of meditating monks, reciting the story of the universe because otherwise it wouldn't exist. Except the devil turned up and showed the chief monk he could shut the monks mouths so they couldn't tell the story and still, nothing disappeared of the universe. 'I see things have not stopped from not reciting stories, but it appears some things are true whether you believe them or not' said the head Monk. 'That may be' said the Devil, 'but do you play cards?'
'The universe has a will behind it, some tender hand of the unseen'. 'But do you gamble?' said the Devil.

Today I am....

a walrus, with big teeth. I'm pissed off!! I don't always want to eat ice! I want to bite into trees and stand on feet which make me tall or bounce off the earth, out of the atmosphere and to land on the moon. From where I can quietly sit and contemplate and accept my short legs, but then I could take a running jump OFF the moon and land smack bang in the middle of Trafalgar square next to Nelson and join the battle of Trafalgar, a modern day war which fights for the rights of people to visit the National Gallery ALL day and not have to do to work.

Welcome to my blog

Welcome to my Blog all ye who pass here. I am Roxy, I can inhabit different people and travel through time, I can be boy or girl, man or woman, dung beatle or octopus, sacred cat God or Rahma or Sita. I can make a boat sneeze or an electricity pilon bend. I could be puck or I could be a witch. Or a bitch, or just switch from one character to another. Who am I today???