You're an individual just like everyone else

It's Sunday. I'm sat on my sofa. I smell and I need a shower! I've been thinking for a while that I wanted the spark to write a new blog because I know all your lives depend of the sort of bullshit nonsense that I so love writing. Each one needs a smoldering ember from something I have thought or heard. Todays blog has been inspired by someone that I adore. He's currently on my TV screen and being streamed from the flix that is on the net. I am of course talking about Amazon TV.... If that's the streaming service that you came to the conclusion that I am watching then you sir or madam are a complete fucking idiot! I suggest you go and watch the brilliance of George W Bush Jnr greatest speeches and ponder to yourself why he never managed to become President of the United States of Angola just like his mum was.

 I degress......

 Stephen Fry! Just a brilliant man. I'm watching the public broadcast of his book launch that he did in 2014. He has spoken about the fact that EVERYONE is related to everyone else in some distant way. No matter how much you might dislike anyone else from another part of the planet that has managed to stick out of the water that covers our chunk of gravel.

 We all have really different things that get our blood racing. We all have things that we get out of bed for. We are all the same thing. We are all the same breed. We are ALL descended from the same very small group of people. We all come from the same couple of thousand people. We are currently, in the UK, going through a bit of a transition from a country that likes to speak to others about things that everyone else fucking hates and gets irritated by (I'm starting to think I am the human version of my country). We have or should I say had opened the door to peoples ability to scream some vile things. Those people can go fuck themselves and I feel should be housed on the Titanic in it's current position.

 Whatever makes you you is what you must behold as your brilliance. For me it's simple things. It's, and this will be no surprise, guitars although of late this has been softening of late. I haven't bought a new guitar for over seven months. This is the first time this has happened since I have shown a real interest in them.

 Those of you that actually know me, those of you who have been allowed to know the heart and soul that beats inside this really fucked up embodiment of crap, you will know the addictions and hooks that I will speak of. I won't be broadcasting what they are because if you don't know then you haven't given me any reason at all to tell you. I will often be sat at home and often at work and think to myself "I want to give in and do that bad habit. That's what I really want to do when I get home. That's what I really want to do right now, I want to walk out of work and do that now!" The pangs are still there and the heart racing is still there. The anxiety connected to it all and wanting to do it all is still there. The willingness to hand over the money and be happy about it is no longer there. The care for it is no longer really there but yet the body still wants it despite the heart and soul not really caring about it anymore. I won't lie to myself and say it wont happen again. I'm not that stupid. I would put a lot of money on the fact that it WILL happen again but it's a fucking rarity these days. It was over taken by my addiction to buying guitars. It's a better investment and give a lot more pleasure for the money. These days when I come home I am more likely to want a drink in order to calm the choppy mental waters. This is not a great place to be but is a shit load easier to ignore than anything else. I have spent many hours on the guitar guitar website hovering over the finance button on the 2016 limited edition Gibson Voodoo Les Paul. I want it and it's cheap. It's only £1,100. Despite my MANY MANY flaws I am still, no matter what people say and not meant in an arrogant way, fucking amazing! I am still one of the kindest people you will ever meet even if my current stress release is to have a drink and even if my other one is an addiction that still plagues me and is a fight to not give in to everyday.

 The long and the short of this is simply that we are all different but we all come from the same place. even if you are the sort of person who enjoys anything to do with Justin Bieber or one direction or if you are the sort of normal person who longs for the return of just seventeen because there was very little as funny when you were younger than reading the problem pages and the letters people used to write. If you're sexual orientation or for people of the same sex or for your neighbors dog or cat or even if you like nothing more than to spend the weekend cottaging with your uncle Dilbert, we are all the same. We are all nothing more than a bag of meat with electrical pulses racing through our very very fragile bodies. The only difference each of us has is what we ALLOW ourselves to do.

Enough of this nonsense!!!

Fx