I need to be an entrepreneur

Now this interests me. While searching for something completely random I stumbled across this web page called Tramp Lamp.

I suppose the name says it all.

"Tramp Lamps are one of a kind hand made lamps crafted out of Vintage and Modern women’s clothing". Kelly Kerrigan is the talented lady behind all this.

Brilliant. The designs are actually quite funky and appear to come with a great functional use - lighting. On a positive note, the designer actually thought about this as the garments seldom go up in flames.

Show this to one of those whingy-whiney people who can never find the right bedside lamp - this could be the one that you are searching for.

Stay tuned for the gimp...

(Photo from tramplamp.com)

Out of tune

and then it occurred to me...
a man by the name of space-rocketeer 3628 appeared to me in a dream the other night and explained the basis of time travel.

Upon awaking, I was hoping that it involved urinating all over my bed because I had an extreme urge to piss. Unfortunately it wasn't, and I had to walk 6m to the toilet.

and I forgot, of course.

Until tonight.

space-rocketeer 3628 had been simple, plain and concise: Use compact discs.

cd's

that was the secret.

apparently, if man had have used his nouse when developing cd's, the same principal could have been applied to time. that principle is:

1. a cd has a beginning and an end (not so good)

2. along this cd, a "laser" can read specific moments in time and replay them (thats ok)

3. if a perfect sequence of ff and rew are used, the beginning nor the end of a cd can be found, played or stopped (it gets better!!!)

4. instead of developing lasers to read metallic grooves, man had to spend merely another 568 years to develop the "first" time machine. This machine would use a force (human, not laser) to read an object (the universe, not metallic grooves). Simple. The time needed is in respect to human needs to do other things in life such as reproduce, drink intoxicating beverages and start wars where millions die a horrible death. The result - there is no beginning and there is no end. A human (like you and me) can jump between anywhere on the disc (universe).

5. Rewind too far, you will not die (sort of bad). You will end up near the end.

6. The technology takes a lot longer than 568 years now that we cocked up our first chance

space-rocketeer 3628 explained this in great detail. I merely sighed.

"whats up?" said a confused space-rocketeer 3628

"i suppose it is up to me to learn from my cds"

"is that so bad?"

"no" i said, matter of factly. "its good"

"then why the long face?"

"i want it now, not in 568 years"

"then blame the impatient dude that cocked it up for everyone"

that dude had the opportunity. space-rocketeer 3628 filled me in, he has been there and seen the original events unfold. A man named kees was a scientist, obviously intrigued by space and time travel. upon learning of a new system of applying his compact disc formula to time and space, he became frightened, thinking god would not let him into heaven.

at this time there was a knock at his door. he felt like he had just come out of a 5 day drug binge. he was small and scared. somehow, he answered the door.

"Mr kees?"

kees stared

i represent the sorny corporation. we hear you have a method of storage developed which is perfect for video and sound...

the rest is history. unfortunately, god got the better of kees. but not of space-rocketeer 3628. and certainly not of me.

Come with me into the night...

I only just appeared on this midland forest
and I have loved every forest, every person
The men walk past, full of hubris and exerting power from the pocket
at their libidinal impotence I laugh
orders from you I take not
and wait for your time to come

then come the women
lovely ladies who exert exuberance and joy at life
others who hold the hand of the dogmatic hound
it is quite possible to forget them
as they lie on top of the mountain
and forget to go inside

i must sing the praise of the lovely woman
not scarred, paused or undermined
possibly only Schluter could have carved
a figure that is matched by beauty for every point sinister
i know you are there
I will find you

There are only a few I have met
who hold mind and spirit above bosom
For the mix to create eternal life
lies with you
me
and abnegation of power
weight

The path is beautiful yet harsh and true
more thorns than roses
but you, my dear friend
I need you to hold my hand during night and day
so we can reveal what is fake and what is true within society
for no one but ourselves for once

For our path takes us to the real Oz
not a dream, poem or vision
and thankfully as I am sad
I find some friends to laugh with and some friends to cry
worthy additions to our party
out of billions they somehow arise

Time now does not boil over
apathy replaced by gladness up high
no it did not make the sleepness nights any harder, easier, fewer or more
but it made a whole eternity as sense and purpose became clear
just you and me - friends, travel, art, breath

and immortal...
life eternal

Here lies glory

Never knew what was a dream
what was a tale, what was a lie
i set my eyes, fixed in trance
upon stone and liquid,
all from the land

my dear baroque images abound
never have you spoken to me
only been the present force
when i commune with a giant
from a far away land

then it came to pass
as all hope for life wasted out of a tired body
that the god i had been seeking
was sculpted by a man

inspirations for a king
apprenticeships for the government
what has transpired this day
will be here forever

true everlasting life in the warm lips
of a lover, true and tried, false and lied
as i recount situations abound
in the heart of one, it remains
never to be found