We are everything and nothing.....to be continued...

We are everything and nothing

Lovers but strangers
Together but apart
A something that could be anything

A collision yet a division
Married but divorced
Friend but foe
You are with me yet so without me

The end of the world yet the rebirth of a universe
The truth revealed in our lying eyes
So near yet so far
A contradiction is but what we are

We are nothing. We are everything.

What a year....

It's that time again...when we look back and sigh as we mull over the years calamities and disasters...and smile as we remember the things we did ultimately manage to achieve, the happy joyous moments..and whatever else we are fortunate enough to smile over.
I've made it a priority over the years to take some time out, sit quietly and meditate over these events. those i'd love to repeat and those situations I hope NEVER to repeat.
Evidently in life there are some things that are simply out of our hands and happen through no fault of our own..on the other hand there many things that we allow, if not choose to happen and now is as good a time as any to reflect upon our idiotic actions and try to learn from our mistakes.
I look back and consider the huge array of emotions that i have lived throughout this last year; from the health issues that created an atmosphere of tension and fear, leading ultimately to an operation that left the surgeon shocked and surprised by what he found..though accompanied by huge relief from us all that it was not the C - word we had all feared.
A year spent recovering from the loss of one of the most important relationships of my life; A door I have only these last few days been finally able to close for good...or so I tell myself.
A journey of new relationships, friendships, highs, lows, new discoveries, rediscoveries...new home, new job...I can at least console myself that monotony is not a word that could be applied to my life!
And yet..amongst the excitement and upheaval..some stability is most definately craved for; a stability that perhaps is best defined by continuity, familiarity..change is good, though some change is just downright stressful and takes up a large chunk of ones life that would preferably be dedicated to other things that could ultimately enhance ones life...like my novel for example.
The NOVEL-how can i describe that feeling of something that lies dormant in my brain..yet ever present..that something that has absorbed me in such a way as no other; nothing has ever captured my imagination..it is like a destructive love affair, an unresolved issue..eating away at you- leading to a feeling of incompleteness.
I'm aware that this sounds self indulgent,an exaggeration of what to most may seem a minor issue..but more and more I have come to realize that those of us who do not realize our destinies and use our talents...well we live with a perpetual sensation of emptiness..aware that there is always something missing.
How long since i've written this blog? Again something minor to many..but something of importance and huge relief to me to be back, connected and able to express myself with the written word.Yeah, a pen and paper have always been at hand. Internet is NOT the be all and end all but it bloody helps with those feelings of isolation, particularly when one is temporarily incapacitated.
As i write I am able to face my demons in such a way that they no longer seem so demon like after all..The fear that i will never ever love as i have loved recently..the fear that following the end of such love I would become an emotional cripple..well, im relieved to say the pain slowly dissipates..it doesn't completely disappear but it no longer threatens to choke me and overcome me..the dark moments are fewer and fewer..he may always remain present but my heart can cope.It is strong, as am I.
I've had to learn to cry..and realize it's ok to cry.The fear ( Yes that sensation has also been ever present ) that I would simultaneously implode and explode if I allowed those feelings to surface..well that fear was unfounded. I'm still here. Post op-Post love.
we are stronger than we can ever imagine.
The fact that we are living in times of utmost instability and collosal change evidently also
has an impact on our sense of mental and emotional stability..well at least for many of us. In the meantime, I'm taking a step back from revolution and quietly observing on the sidelines whilst I concentrate on getting myself back to where I need to be in order to make a difference to myself and ultimately to those around me.
Yep, this is one long rant of introspection..yet as I write, the years events come racing back to me, replayed over and over in my mind.
Time to look forward to the coming year, with less trepidation and MORE anticipation.

The uninvited guest on my ovary that may never have existed..

This Blog is called C is for CUNTS and CANCER for two simple reasons;
The world is full of both of them!

Now; I hope I´m not one, though being female I evidently possess one and two, hopefully will never suffer from the other, though for many months I was fearful of having a Tumor ( Annoying C**t!) which now seems to have been misdiagnosed....
Moral dilemma coming up: Just prasie the lord that im recovering well from an operation that found the real cause and am now improving daily and free of the the fearful C word or.....think you stupid stupi f*****g C**ts in the medical profession, why don´t you ever listen to your patients and admit you don´t always have the answers????????????? and save us a lot of stress and worry...and and....
Yes im having to get this off my chest...
But something good HAS come of all this...oh boy have i had months of introspection, facing the fear and finding out who my friends are....

We hurt the ones we love the most

We hurt the ones we love the most, we say
Love, hate, torturous emotions explode,
as here I lay,
In wait for the inevitable apology that comes,
far too late.
The soul doth weep,
For those words cut deep, and for eternity will keep.

They say that sticks and stones may break my bones,
But believe me Lord, those words do indeed hurt me.
And so I attempt to flee, yet empty space is all I see,
Bereft of both love and harmony.

Invisible bonds that bind me,
Untie me, but do not deny me,
What is rightfully mine, a chance to shine,
Bask in your love, Praise and Pride,
This innate need for you to provide,
Affirmation of all I hold dear,
Before it dissolves once again to be replaced,
By fear.

We hurt the ones we love the most, we boast,
Whilst all that remains is a ghost,
A former self, Embryonic, naked in its complexity,
The ultimate contradiction before you,
That person,
Is me.

Milk me

Milk me, rebuke me,
My darkest pleasure
Untold thrills I cannot measure

My last sin, as I draw you in.
Ever wide, fingers glide
Upon sultry skin

Chain me, restrain me
As insanity ensues, calamity moves

No pain, no gain whispers my brain
Silent scream,
your love so obscene
What lies between us,
remains unseen

my soul implodes as my body explodes
I slowly unravel as my senses travel…

Breathe you in,
Suck you dry,
I love, I hate
Don’t ask me why

Blood, salt, tears, combine
As I bow at your shrine.
A celestial being
Bound, gagged, eyes unseeing

The blade cuts deep
This scar for eternity will keep

Burning, yearning,
This love stains, only blood remains

You milk me,
you rebuke me

You are my last sin
My deepest
Darkest
Pleasure
within

A fragment in time

WANDERING, RESTLESS, FEELING BLUE,
THE DAY I FIRST SET EYES ON YOU

A FRAGMENT IN TIME,
MOOD, EXPRESSION,FEELINGS YOU CAPTURED
WERE MINE

THAT CHANCE SIGHTING, A CHANCE MEETING,
LEAD US TO THE INEVITABLE GREETING

THE UNIVERSE CONSPIRES
TIMING IS THE ESSENCE IT TRANSPIRES

A MOMENT IN PASSING PAVES THE WAY
FOR ENDLESS EMOTIONS, SENSATIONS
ULTIMATELY,
THE WORDS YOU WILL EVER REFUSE TO SAY

Someone special exited this life..

"Watching a peaceful death of a human being reminds us of a falling star; one of a million lights in a vast sky that flares up for a brief moment only to disappear into the endless night forever." Found this quote whilst mulling over some words of comfort for those feeling the loss..
I honestly don't know what can bring comfort when you lose someone you love-only that those who have observed suffering know that their loved one is now at peace.
Anyone with a remotely sensitive bone in their bodies can't help but suffer when seeing the dazed confused look on the face of someone in pain over the loss of their loved one, as they hope that the person who has gone will miraculously walk back through the door again...the death is all a huge mistake..
I guess we all empathize in our personal ways: In my case i see a young girl before me who has lost her mother; I feel the pain of a motherless child the same age as my daughter, and can't imagine my own daughter feeling that loss, that profound emptiness. I then try to imagine my world without my own mother and quite frankly, Id rather not.
What do we learn from other's pain? Is it just a fleeting awakening in which we momentarily appreciate those around us much more more than usual..then with time we return to our lives as before, squabbling over petty issues, having already forgotten the true value of life, good health, and the few people who really matter to you?
I try to overcome the cynicism and hope that we are greater than that..but i can't help wondering...perhaps it's only when you live it-face to face-hold the hand of a dying loved one and watch them pass on that you are genuinely touched by it. It's the only certainty in life;that each and everyone of us pass on at some time or another and i try to overcome this fear of the unknown with acceptance and the hope thats it is painless and peaceful as possible..and yet is that the true fear or is it of the after-the unknown realm? where do we go? what if anything do we feel? experience?
Is it the problem in the west at least, that there is so little dialogue on the subject? if we were encouraged to discuss it openly and naturally would it help to dispel our fear? Perhaps this subject should be brought up in school at an early age..perhaps the open acceptance of youth would dispel this fear in adulthood..

THE ANARCHIST WITHIN-DIARY ACCOUNT OF.....

DAY 1: Day one of what? This particular chapter of my life?How do you mark the beginning and the end of a chapter in your life? By the individuals that come into your life and subsequently leave?or by a set of circumstances that irrevocably change change your heart, mind and soul forever? Perhaps that sounds a somewhat melodramatic
way to start a diary, but then again, isn't a diary the place to record your innermost thoughts and feelings as well as the day to day monotony that can be everyday life.
JUNE 29TH 2011.
To begin this diary account I need to rewind back-just over a month and a half ago to the chain of events that brought me to where i am today....
SUNDAY 15TH MAY 2011 to be exact, an ordinary day, so ordinary that i can't even recall what i was doing to while away the hours..
I had a vague recollection that something was going to happen on this day; Something "Big" according to a lawyer friend of mine who would be present on this day in Madrid.
To be honest, it had all kind of gone over my head...what with my own life issues..

IN DEFENSE OF THE "iNDIGNADOS" OF THE GLORIETA DENIA-LETTER IN COSTA BLANCA NEWS ABOUT "YOBS"

IN DEFENSE OF THE "iNDIGNADOS" OF THE GLORIETA DENIA-LETTER IN COSTA BLANCA NEWS ABOUT "YOBS"
by Z BJones on Sunday, June 12, 2011

Dear editor,

I`m writing in response to Mr Powell´s letter (June 4th) regarding the "Yobs" in Denia's Glorieta square.

Firstly Mr Powell, I'd like to ask you to define the term "yob". The first image that springs to my mind is one of a typical football hooligan type or ignorant yob who's only method of communication is through intimidation and destruction of public property.

Having personally been present at the glorieta almost everyday since the movement began i've yet to spot any of these so called "yobs". What I have seen however are teachers, students, I.T experts, medical practitioners, civil servants, and many other professional people both currently employed and unemloyed-an accurate representation of society today.

As for "Hippy lookalikes" No doubt some of us are blessed with a healthier head of hair than others but surely that is no reason for prejudice? Perhaps more a case of envy on behalf of those less fortunate, balding types?

As for "warzone" and "Hippies" in the same sentence surely that is contradictory in itself? One was representative of peace whilst the other brutal conflict.

I'm terribly sorry to hear that your Saturday morning coffee was spoilt by the presense of us undesirables but in case you hadn't heard, Spain is in the grip of extreme social upheaval dubbed " The Spanish revolution".

I would advise all expats to put aside your Gin and Tonics for just one moment and open your eyes to what is occurring in the country where you currently reside.

Ignorance is NOT bliss it is dangerous, and I suggest you prepare yourselves for a national movement (15M) which is growing in strength and numbers whilst gaining international support.

As for the Glorieta, well Mr Powell the "Acampada" itself decided to leave on its own terms without police intervention though we continue to hold peaceful public weekly meetings there, to which you're more than welcome to attend.

And by the way, the "Yobs" have done a wonderful job of redecorating the Glorieta structure as well as cleaning up the area and leaving it spotless. They were supplied with both food and drink by local establishments and a local church all of whom support the cause.

One suggestion, if you wish to see a real yob how about passing by your local townhall or parliament perhaps? I'm sure you'll be in good company there.

Sincerely

Z B Jones of the "Indignados" !!

Spanish revolution

I began by quietly observing, watching, listening. I tried in vain to contain my excitement.
I couldn't bring myself to believe that maybe, finally, society as a whole had woken up and faced what had been so brutally
obvious for such a long time: Society as we know it, is imploding.
I was sick and tired of armchair politics and of being percieved as reactionary and cynical. What was happening around
us was so clear and horrendous, I just couldn't understand the lack of rightous anger,passion and fight. What was this collective
apathy that seemed to have paralised us all?
Apart from sharing opinions online I wanted to find like minded people around me locally who shared similar feelings..
Not always easy, especially as an outsider.
When the 15 M began and the Acampadas spread across the country I found myself glued to the screen, to Facebook, Twitter;
reading the constant messages emitted from the camps as they grew in strength and volume.
Yet still,my cynicism impeded me from total freedom to celebrate.I was reluctant to believe that maybe, finally
"the people" or in other words large sections of society had come together, unified in their indignation at what they
pecieved as an unequal, unjust corrupt society that no longer allowed for even basic entitlements; a roof over one's head,
a job, a future, a system so steeped in corruption it just wasn't funny anymore-the so called " Berlusconilization "
of Spain. If we want to see clowns, we take a trip to the circus-not parliament.
As an insider/outsider it surprised me that a country with such a passion for anarchy and battle there had been no real
visible backlash against what is an extremely dire situation-had the boom years of prosperity and decadence taken the winds from
their sails? had consumerism replaced activism?
As the calls for " Democracia real ya!" ( Real Democracy now!") became louder, stronger, the rest of the world sat up
and took note,the comparisons with the Arab uprisings began.European governments were not quite as quick to praise the
actions of those protesting on their own turf.
Undoubtably our situation is not on a par with those who are dying simply for the right to protest for the freedom we
often take for granted, nevertheless as fellow human beings we are united in a common goal; it's time for real change,
on all levels and that includes each and everyone of us.


There was however one thing that concerned me; whilst contemplating the cries of indignation, frustration, disappointment and outrage all leveled at the banks, governments and financial institutions in general, I felt that there was one crucial element painfully absent: The recognition that each and everyone of us had
Contributed to this great failure known as “ Society”.
If we refuse to stop and reflect on our own actions-the consequences of which we are all suffering now-the revolution will be EMPTY, without SOUL, in other words a total failure.
All that is spoken about the banks, the government, the corruption that permeates each and everyone of these institutions is true, I am united in my disgust and outrage,
Even so we are all part of the problem: materialism, consumerism, greed, all these things have led us to where we are today.
It is now that we must recognize our responsibility; If we don’t act now and change
This will be simply a forgotten revolution in history, another failure of mankind.
A dignified revolution is something hugely profound and to achieve this
We must tap into our internal strength, cease being “Sheep” and think for ourselves.
We don’t need the media, the religious institutions or indeed a leader to guide us;
We all hold the key within.
It’s time to put aside our insecurities, our egos, wipe the slate clean and choose our direction.

There is much talk of Iceland as a model to follow; I remember reading about how many of those had realised the errors of their ways, how they had lost their “soul” in pursuit of decadence and luxury, the recognition that they had lost their way as a country. That recognition is crucial in order to achieve change.

Turbulent and yes. Frightening as it is, this is long overdue.

What I‘ve witnessed in the past few weeks has moved me like nothing before, and at times I’ve felt extremely overwhelmed by the enormity of what we are trying to achieve; in simple terms the restructure of society. I’ve suffered insomnia, information overload, excitement, fear.. and yes I’ve concluded all these feeling are akin to a turbulent love affair. Extreme highs and extreme lows…
But I wouldn’t miss it for the world.

When my children asked, “ What is this? This thing called revolution?
The basic answer was; “ Each and every one of us has made some great mistakes, and now is the time to rectify them, for ourselves, for your future and this great planet that we have systematically destroyed.”

There is a long path ahead and this only the beginning; many will grow tired and fall by the wayside but its crucial not to lose the passion, indignation and above all, hope.

ACAMPADADENIA

It's a good feeling to finally see your own frustration, anger, fear at the injustice, corruption and general malaise of society, being echoed by millions of people worldwide. This is the first step-but it's a big step of enormous importance and i hope and pray that it goes from strength to strength because if it doesn't I really don't know what awaits us all..what started in Madrid and has spread in an unprecedented way is the beginning of what i hope is the end of the worst aspects of modern day society. Society= you, me, us-ALL OF US ARE SOCIETY AND IT IS CRUCIAL THE CHANGES COME FROM WITHIN TOO

La Revolucion digna...

AL CONTEMPLAR LO QUE ESTA SUCEDIENDO; TODOS LOS COMENTARIOS SOBRE LOS BANCOS, EL GOBIERNO, LA "INDIGNACIÓN", LA "DECEPCIÓN" ETC HAY UNA COSA QUE FALTA Y CASI LO MAS IMPORTANTE: NOSOTROS-COMO HEMOS CONTRIBUIDO A ESTE GRAN FALLO QUE LLAMAMOS,  " LA SOCIEDAD"?? SI NOSOTROS NO PARAMOS A RELEXIONAR, A TOMAR CONCIENCIA DE NUESTRAS ACCIONES, SOBRE NUESTRA PARTE EN  TODO ESTO,LA REVOLUCIÓN SERA "VACÍA" SIN ALMA, SIN CORAZÓN. OSEA, SERA UN FRACASO TOTAL. TODO LO QUE SE COMENTA SOBRE LOS BANCOS Y EL GOBIERNO, LA CORRUPCIÓN, ES CIERTO; A MI ME REPUGNAN...PERO AUN ASÍ, TODOS FORMAMOS PARTE DEL PROBLEMA: EL MATERIALISMO, EL CONSUMISMO, LA AVARICIA, EL MAL USO DE LAS TARJETAS DE CRÉDITO, GASTAR UN DINERO QUE NO ES "REAL" OTRA DEUDA MAS-TODO ESO NOS HA LLEVADO A DONDE ESTAMOS AHORA. LA PERDIDA DE UNA CONCIENCIA GLOBAL, YA ES AHORA QUE RECONOCEMOS NUESTRA RESPONSABILIDAD Y SI NO CAMBIAMOS EL CHIP SERA  OTRA REVOLUCIÓN OLVIDADA DE LA HISTORIA. PUES NO!!    LA REVOLUCIÓN DIGNA ES ALGO MUY GRANDE, MUY PROFUNDO Y PARA LOGRARLO, TENEMOS QUE BUSCAR LA FUERZA INTERNA, DEJAR DE  SER "OVEJAS" Y PENSAR POR NOSOTROS MISMOS. NO NECESITAMOS UN TIPO "GANDHI" AHORA PARA GUIARNOS,TODOS TENEMOS UN GANDHI  DENTRO, PERO HAY QUE DEJAR DE TONTERÍAS Y PREGUNTARNOS, QUE CAMINO VAMOS A COGER DESPUÉS DE TODO ESTO?VAMOS A VOLVER A SER LOS MISMOS O VAMOS A IMPLEMENTAR ESTOS CAMBIOS RADICALES Y TAN IMPORTANTES PARA QUE LA SOCIEDAD NO VUELVA A SER LO MISMO? QUIEN DE NOSOTROS ESTARÍA DISPUESTOS A TIRAR LAS TARJETAS DE CRÉDITO/DÉBITO A LA BASURA Y DECIR, BASTA YA DE CONSUMISMO?   MUCHOS HABLAN AHORA DEL TEMA "ISLANDÉS" COMO UN MODELO PARA SEGUIR, PERO SABÉIS QUE? MUCHOS ISLANDESES HAN TOMADO CONCIENCIA DE SUS ERRORES, COMO PERDIERON "EL ALMA DE PUEBLO" EN BUSCA DE LUJO, AVARICIA, DECADENCIA. RECONOCEN QUE PERDIERON SU CAMINO Y ASÍ HAN PODIDO LOGRAR UN ÉXITO. YO APOYO LA "REVOLUCIÓN" 100% Y HACE AñOS QUE ESPERO ESTO. TEMO POR EL PRESENTE,  Y EL FUTURO DE LAS GENERACIONES VENIDERAS , MIS HIJAS....ETC AHORA TENEMOS UNA IMMENSA RESPONSIBILIDAD ENCIMA; LOS NIñOS, LOS MAS JOVENES, NOS ESTAN CONTEMPLANDO, PREGUNTANDO, "ESTO QUE ES?" COMO LES CONTESTAMOS? YO CONTESTO; "ES MUY BASICO, NOSOTROS, CADA UNO, HEMOS COMETIDO GRANDES ERRORES Y AHORA ES EL MOMENTO DE RECTIFICARLOS,  PARA NOSTROS, PARA VUESTRO FUTURO Y ESTA GRAN PLANETA QUE SEGUIMOS DESTROZANDO" NOS ESPERA UN CAMINO LARGO Y DURO PERO HA COMENZADO, Y SOLOS LOS MAS FUERTES,Y CONCIENCIADOS SEGUIRAN ADELANTE. NO SE PUEDE PERDER LA PASION, LA INDIGNACION, Y SOBRE TODO, LA ESPERANZA.....

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THE GREAT TABOO THAT IS DEATH...

-Am currently contemplating the great taboo that is death..well taboo subject in the west at least. Its the only gr8 truth that unites us all...what do we fear? The unknown perhaps? it's curious really...


http://youtu.be/l3JOpDd-g_U  clips from Vanilla sky with Sigur Ros track...BEAUTIFUL, MOVING, EMOTIVE MUSIC.


-BOTH "ABRE LOS OJOS" AND THE REMAKE, "VANILLA SKY" FASCINATE ME. EXPLORING THE POSSIBILITY OF CRYOGENICS- WOULD WE HONESTLY WANT TO LIVE FOREVER- ETERNAL LIFE-ETERNAL LOVE-OR ETERNAL PROBLEMS?


-OR PERHAPS OUR FEAR IS A CONTROL ISSUE, EUTHANASIA/SUICIDE ASIDE, IT'S THE ONE THING WE CANNOT CONTROL NATURALLY. THE REALITY IS, DEATH IS MUCH HARDER FOR THOSE LEFT BEHIND, THE ABSENCE OF A LOVED ONE.


MY OWN REALITY AS I FACE UP TO MY OWN FEARS AS, PERSISTENT TERATOMA TUMOR ASIDE, THE CONCERN OF THE HPV 16 THAT APPEARED IN MY SMEAR TEST RESULTS AND THE SUBSEQUENT TESTS AM CURRENTLY UNDERGOING HAVE PUSHED ME INTO EXAMINING MY FEARS, EXPECTATIONS AND JUST ABOUT EVERYTHING AND EVERYONE AROUND ME.
  THIS IS NOT A BAD THING-OUT OF NEGATIVITY WE CAN DISCOVER POSITIVE CHANGES, IN BOTH MINDSET, LIFESTYLE, EMOTIONAL APPROACH..
  

MEP DIANA WALLIS RESPONSE TO MY OPEN LETTER ABOUT HUMAN RIGHTS VIOLATIONS!

Dear Mr Melho Castro,

 

Thank you for your email. Diana shares your thoughts about the inappropriateness of a 'property roadshow' taking place when so many Spanish residents are finding their homes under threat.

 

Perhaps I can link you to an article covering the event last week which Diana has contributed to http://www.bloomberg.com/news/2011-05-03/spain-s-thousands-of-illegal-homes-sour-development-minister-s-sales-pitch.html

 

Diana is involved in the Ley de Costas issue in a number of other ways.

A Written Declaration on protection of property on the Costa Brava, under threat from the Ley de Costas, was recently tabled. Diana signed this Written Declaration, and it is an issue which she has taken up in a number of different ways.

She is a member of the Petitions Committee in the European Parliament, where the Ley de Costas problems have often been discussed, and from which the Auken report emerged. The Auken report presses for the Charter of Fundamental Rights, including the Article on the right to enjoyment of property, to be applied across the EU. However it is right to say that there are problems with this interpretation. The opinion of the Legal Affairs Committee, and of the Commission, is that the Charter of Fundamental Rights only applies in terms of the powers of the EU to enforce or intervene in relation to the application of EU law only, not domestic laws such as the Ley de Costas.

However, of relevance to domestic law in Spain is the European Convention on Human Rights, which the Spanish government, as a member of the Council of Europe signed up to independently. A number of the Convention's Articles could prove relevant in Ley de Costas cases, such as the right to property, and right to be free from retrospective punishment for crimes. When enacting and enforcing its own laws; where Spain has been shown to have been in breach of the Convention, action can be taken in the Strasbourg Court. Unfortunately such a course of action takes many years and adequate financial resources, such cases as have gone all the way to date have been either inconclusive or actually found in favour of the Spanish government. There is at least one in the pipeline which we are aware of which should be successful and may have wider implications, but again this will take time. This conclusion is clearly unsatisfactory for those who are having their homes placed under threat in countries such as Spain. Diana would like to press for new developments in the area of citizens' rights, to ensure that gross violations such as those happening under the Ley de Costas, are no longer an occurrence within the European Union.

Another action the Liberal Democrats have pushed for in the past, and may support again in the future, is an amendment to the EU budget, making Regional Development funds in Spain, dependant on the Spanish authorities recognising the fundamental rights of Spanish residents. Last time we tabled such an amendment it was voted down in plenary. This may be a move we campaign for again.

The most recent development which you should be aware of is the Petitions Committee hearing taking place on the 24th of May. This will focus largely on property rights issues in Spain. If you are unable to attend, you should be able to watch coverage of the debate on the European Parliament website.

 

Diana is also looking at the issue of property rights in Europe in more detail this year. Keep in touch for any developments on our work.

 

Kind regards

 

 

Sam Kynman

TITS AND BELLIES...

THIS IS WHAT IT'S COME TO, I FORGET MY NOVEL AND EMBARK ON A NEW JOURNEY, APTLY ENTITLED" TITS AND BELLIES" AFTER ALL, THEY ARE TWO OF THE MAIN PREOCCUPATIONS OF MOST HUMAN BEINGS..


  Tits and bellies
An epic love story starring well endowed females and equally well endowed males..Heaving breasts and bountiful beer bellies.


One ill fated evening at yet another stomping testosterone fuelled rock gig, the bold and the beautiful gather to down pints, ogle heaving chests and speak shit. The booze flows,the scent of maria permeates the room, the plain become beautiful, the bold become bolder,the hairies become hairier, and the quality of intellectual exchanges
reach levels previously unknown to man.


The sex scene:
"Her fingers traced the contours of his rounded belly...


You'll have to wait for the rest as i search in vain for some erotic inspiration. Perhaps this saturday's gig will restore my faith in my creative ability, good music, long haired men and the depth and quality of intellectual exchanges that can only be encountered at rock gigs..

HELP, I'VE LOST MY MIND!

TERATOMA

IT'S STILL THERE, CAUSING ME GRIEF.
MY MOMENT OF INTENSE PAIN, CULMINATING IN MY VOMITING INTO THE MOP BUCKET ON BATHROOM FLOOR AT 6.00 AM, WHILST ATTEMPTING TO STOP MY CAT FROM GOING FOR A DIP IN IT...
 MY TRIP TO HOSPITAL WAS SOMEWHAT UNPLEASANT THOUGH THE INTRAVEANOUS PAINKILLER ROCKED! 
WHY DO THE DOCTORS HAVE TO BE AMAZINGLY GOOD LOOKING WHEN YOU LOOK AMAZINGLY AWFUL? UNCOMBED AFRO HAIR, UNWASHED TEETH, STRIPY SOCKS AND HOSPITAL GOWN-NOT A GREAT COMBINATION...
I SHALL HAVE TO RETURN WHEN LOOKING SLIGHTLY MORE NORMAL..

MEN AND MATURITY..OR LACK OF...

ACCORDING TO MY DAUGHTER'S EDUCATIONAL PSYCHOLOGIST, "MEN DON'T MATURE TILL THE AGE OF 40"!! EXPLAINS A LOT....


I'VE YET TO WORK OUT EXACTLY HOW TO APPROACH THAT ONE...PARTICULARLY WITH REGARDS TO MY DAUGHTER..


DO WE KEEP AWAY FROM ALL MEN UNDER THE AGE OF 40, OR ONLY CONSIDER HAVING A "SERIOUS" RELATIONSHIP WITH MEN OVER 40...
AND ONLY HAVE "FUN" WITH THOSE UNDER 40..


WHEN DO US WOMEN MATURE THEN? AT BIRTH PERHAPS???

AN ACT OF STATE TERRORISM AGAINST THE PEOPLE

I wish to express my disgust and dismay at Spanish minister for development, Jose Blanco's visit to the Uk.  It is I feel an unbelievable display of hypocrisy and a blatant cheek. This European tour (or property roadshow as termed by some) is an attempt to sell off Spanish property and "build confidence" amongst investors. It shows a complete lack of respect and disregard towards the thousands affected by the unjust and illegal application of the Spanish coastal law (Ley de Costas 1988) A law that is being implemented to protect the interests of a chosen few,  while completely disregarding the rights of the average citizen. The actual law is explained in the links below and there are many articles written on the subject: but I wish to draw attention to something that I feel is of GRAVE concern, not just to those affected, but to all of us who mistakenly believe that we live in a fair DEMOCRATIC society where we can express ourselves freely without fear of retribution.  As I write this, I sadly conclude that that is not the case in the country where I currently reside, or indeed in Europe. What is occuring here in Spain is a blatant INFRINGEMENT OF HUMAN RIGHTS, the effects of which are felt NATIONWIDE. This is not an exaggeration; this is a struggle between the people and the state, a battle that goes beyond financial gain, the issue is indeed far deeper.  I was compelled to write this after having just recently attended the PNALC conference in Valencia (the association of legal properties owners affected by the coastal law) I found myself so moved and angered by the stories of those affected, case after case, from all over Spain, of what I could only describe as, " An act of state terrorism against the people." Extreme words for an extreme situation.  I've been warned that by simply writing this letter I could invite "trouble" for myself and family. What is this culture of fear and oppression that seems to have slowly crept up upon us, invading our pysche and our souls?  Violation of basic human rights may sound a tad extreme to some but the methods used,and the level of aggression and intimidation experienced by many are not something that Spain would wish to see widely publicized: THE HUMAN COST. The systematic demolitions, some in the middle of the night involving sleeping property owners being forced from their beds, having to witness their posessions being destroyed. The shock of which, caused the elderly inhabitants to collapse and be hospitalised. Or the shock and surprise of the couple having breakfast who were suddenly confronted by armed officers and bulldozers; told that their dogs would be shot if they didnt remove them, and forbidden to take photographs of the demolition?  This is EXTREMELY worrying; You are not FREE to photograph the demolition of your own property? What is it the authorities fear so much, the TRUTH, perhaps? Or the property owner landed with a bill of 400, 000 euros for the demolition of their own property?  Or the elderly gentleman offered the pricely sum of 136 euros, (YES, ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY SIX EUROS!) compensation for the loss of his property?  Ah, the generosity of the State is beyond words.   A major bone of contention is the retroactive application of the law: If you are one of the "lucky ones", whose home was built legally BEFORE 1988, you may be permitted to stay in your property for a further thirty years as a tenent: your investment becomes STATE property, you will NOT sell it. And the icing on the cake? if you have a mortgage you are obliged to continue paying for something you no longer own, not knowing at what point the 30 year concession will be retracted, or perhaps increased in a display of unexpected charity. But for those already left with nothing, having watched their home be levelled to a pile of rubble, any future amendment to the law will be too be late.  Sadly these are not isolated stories. Many of those affected talk of being treated like "criminals" when they seek help and advice from the authorities. Which is why the asscociation turned to the European parliament for help. And whilst there are some MEPS who have been outwardly critical of the situation, so far we continue to wait. What sane person would consider investing in a coastal property in a country where there is no judicial security or transparency? It is the actions of some rogue African state not a modern day democratic European country. It makes a mockery of the European Union too, with the European Parliament´s inability, and the European´Commission´s unwillingness, to act to protect the basic rights of it's citizens. It is beyond belief that in a time of severe economic downturn, the government insists on applying this law in such an erratic and abusive fashion, thus drawing the world's attention to the corruption that permeates way beyond the already badly hit construction sector and into the halls of both regional and national government. Surely this is not conducive to encouraging further property investment in the country? None of us is against a law which (in theory) should protect the coastline from excessive urbanisation and erosion, and make the coastline accessible to the public. Call me cynical but it's hard to believe that the authorities are truly concerned with "green issues" given the extreme destruction of the costas in the last thirty years,(which has continued AFTER 1988)in the name of tourism and the construction boom. Whilst many luxury hotels and villas remain, humble fisherman's cottages and ordinary homes are being demolished along the same stretch of coastline, LEGAL properties, with all documentation and taxes in order. It is the ordinary hardworking people that are affected, those who have no other home and many without savings, those who live purely on their pension alone.Young and old, Spanish and foriegn alike. What happened to the concept of Democracy and Freedom of speech?  What happened to "For a man's house is his castle" ? 'Et domus sua cuique est tutissimum refugium' 'One's home is the safest refuge for all'  Perhaps should be changed to;  " A politician's home is the safest refuge of all." http://www.afectadosleydecostas.net/english-speaking-group/ http://englishspeakinggrouppnalc.blogspot.com/ http://costasmaritimas.wordpress.com/2011/04/04/libres-pero-sin-alas web: www.costasmarítimas.com blog: www.costasmaritimas.wordpress.com  video: www.youtube.com/user/COSTASMARITIMAS http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uTrBbZOaqGE

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