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    Mirror of Dreams -> Reflections of Madness

    2010 - 03.31

    I wish the Committee of Desire didn’t have such free reign in my head somedays! A Demon that was sleeping seems to have turned in it’s slumber and appears to be waking again. It shouldn’t be possible to want something so badly that you logically know you can’t have and have to keep telling yourself to stop thinking you can.

    In Search of the Moa…

    2010 - 03.28

    I think I’m going to make a concerted effort to holiday in New Zealand or be organised for a holiday there by the end of 2011. Guess somebody will be Furbag sitting!

    The Crazy Trail continues…

    2010 - 03.28

    Well last week was another crazy week at work, but it’s over and yesterday was very relaxing. Still doesn’t bode well for this coming week. I’m glad it’s only four days.

    I just wonder how it is that Project “Managers” get jobs in the first place, and why people seem to think they should be paid so much money for constant fuck ups!

    The Four Corners…

    2010 - 03.26

    It seems people are falling apart around me. Two friends have told me today they’ve left their respective long term partners, and another two told me that they’re precariously balanced with regard to their relationships.

    All of them involve children of some age under Ten, which means it will be difficult for the children to understand what their parents need to do and why. It’s amazing how far apart people will grow before they take the necessary steps, or even admit that’s what needs to be done. Still such investments are difficult to release and there just isn’t a nice and easy way out. I know, I’m a nice guy who likes the idea of an easy way out but has never found one!

    Furbag and I have clocked up Fifteen years together, maybe I’m in for another surprise before the week’s out!

    The Trouble with Tentacles…

    2010 - 03.21

    Asari Table Top dancing is trouble waiting to happen and the go-go to die for: there really is something about the powder blue skin…

    Too much Pussy…

    2010 - 03.16

    It seems Furbag wasn’t particularly enamoured of the idea of a kitten about the place when I suggested it. I’ve pin holes in my leg for my temerity.

    M$ Wh0r3…

    2010 - 03.14

    Well “Gandalf” has been retired and “Elrond” has been reincarnated as a Windows 2008 Server. Beleriand has moved on to be supplanted by Middle-Earth.

    Gone is the 2K3 domain, to be replaced with a completely new 2K8 Forest/Domain(s) and Windows 7 clients. At the heart is an old Dell 2850, which admittedly is several years old, but will do the job I need it to do. All up about 10 hours for installation, creation of AD, configuring DNS, DHCP scopes, RAS, WSUS, Group Policy and configuration of various shares and printing resources.

    Bit quicker than I gave myself credit for really. Still it’s up and running, with no real disruption. Interestingly my old UPS can’t handle the server for more than a couple of minutes, so another purchase looms I can see. As if to demonstrate this the power died for about 10 minutes immediately after I finished the final tasks today. Plop, server down in 2 minutes flat!

    Seems I love my Micro$lut…

    Dream within a twisted dream…

    2010 - 03.13

    Night where the weird and weirder dreams abound…It’s like poppy land!

    The Week that was, wasn’t…

    2010 - 03.12

    Relatively benign in the end 🙂

    Somehow, Some other place, Some other time…

    2010 - 03.11

    I wonder how many “defining” moments a person experiences in his or her life and actually recognises them at the time rather than through hindsight?

    I know I’ve had four that I can honestly say that at the moment each occurred it was fundamentally clear that something spiritually profound had happened in my life even though I could necessarily recognise the details.

    The First was in my early Teens when I realised that I had developed a taste for Mood altering drugs that had become an insatiable hunger that I could never assuage no matter how much, or whatever I took. I could see it stripping everything from my being attempting to rot my very core. I was powerless to move at the time and could only tread water.

    The Second was not all that long after when I was taken to a Coven and realised I had been confronted and touched by Evil (yes with a captial “E”). I have never fled from anything with such fear for my very being on a level much deeper than the physical. It took me months to feel “safe” anywhere. I don’t generally talk about that night, but I shudder whenever I recall it.

    The Third was when I was 3 days clean, just gone into detox and found myself in an Narcotics Anonymous meeting in Footscray on a Thursday night. I was stunned by the realisation that I now had an out from the previously hopeless and seemingly inescapable pit of self destruction and despair. I’d had no true experience of the positively spiritual until that moment in my life.

    The Fourth is also a much more positive one. During the last I was struck immediately by the power of the presence of a single person, and became immediately aware that they would have more than a moment in my life. I don’t know that the reverse was true, but I guess that such epiphanies are from within, and nothing external offers others such insight into our own personal interaction with the Cosmos. But here was a person I could not help but want in my life in some shape or form. Revelation after revelation proceeded, faster than I could believe. And now here I am stunned at what I could not foresee despite the impact at the time.

    Cosmic wonders abound both within and without and life IS worth living.