Stuff I'm not qualified to say

It rhymes awfully better than #ozlog

Collin Van Uden — Sun, 22 Jan 2012 00:01:07 +0000

1981, 81, 81 We’ll have an awful lot of fun with HR1981

Taken to it’s dark conclusion it’s a permanent intrusion (no of COURSE we won’t misuse it) but it’s not like we’re imposing on your right to own a gun

We’re protecting all the children by assuming you’re a crook (in another year or two we’ll catalogue [...]

I am (Part 1)

Collin Van Uden — Wed, 21 Sep 2011 15:36:09 +0000

I know, right?

I am the wind that whispers Carrying voices long dead upon my wings I am the silence of the moon reflected From the surface of countless pools My gentle touch pierces their their depths without trace Without disturbance I am the shelter and the storm The rain, the shine The seeing and the seen I am the eagle soaring And the prey on which [...]

Madness Descends

Collin Van Uden — Tue, 20 Sep 2011 09:13:12 +0000

Said the cat to little Alice “We’re all mad here!” Said Alice to that grinning beast “Madness I don’t fear.” Said I to the madness “Just leave me alone!” The Madness spake so: “Never while you’re flesh and bone“ “There’s a method to the mayhem?” Says the puppet to the string The string says naught, Not a word, not a thing “The end is nigh!” Says the prophet [...]

Quantum of Solace: The Undertow

harlequinraw — Thu, 15 Sep 2011 17:20:39 +0000

Remorse, regret, fear and ruin – melancholy made manifest, devourers of provident hope.

Romance, lust, joy and aspiration – a heart unbound, rampant and rife.

Love and grief, imbuing a certain narcissism, a subjective self reflection looked upon awkwardly by peers unable to empathise with the grievers lament, or the lovers bliss.

An oddity, is such a narcissism. Woe’d, [...]

I AM – Part Two

Collin Van Uden — Tue, 13 Sep 2011 07:58:00 +0000

I am elation I am sorrow I am yesterdays tomorrow I am the golden sunshine And the driving rain I am the balm for your wounds And the cause of your pain

I am the storm I am the calm before I am the tempest and the wreck ashore Like a force of nature I’m the rising din The very breath of Hades hot against your skin

I’m [...]

The Quantum of Solace – Riding the Spectrum of Love and Loss

Collin Van Uden — Mon, 12 Sep 2011 10:49:01 +0000

Hi there internet. It’s been a while, hasn’t it? Apparently I’m trying this whole ‘put a bunch of scattered ideas and notions into something resembling coherency’ thing again and here’s what came out first. Enjoy. Or don’t. It’s your screentime douchebag – do what you want with it.

The opposite of love has never been hate.

Once upon [...]

Welcome to the neighbourhood.

harlequinraw — Tue, 26 Jul 2011 14:07:00 +0000

The thoughts flit, a thousand fireflies dancing enswarmed above a fecund swamp of imagination, thick with the gurgle and chirp of ideas and haunted (always haunted) with predatorial doubts of self.

But life lives.

A caretaker, a parallel stream of consciousness born of the rift between breakdown and the onslaught of real and imagined profundities amidst the insipid [...]

Of course there’s a part II, what are you, new?

Collin Van Uden — Tue, 22 Mar 2011 11:10:09 +0000

A science should be defined by the questions it asks. Take for example technology science – it’s questions range from the challenges of engineering and configuring hardware to perform at ever changing optimums of efficiency (no doubt to an inefficient budget) to “How do I turn this damn machine on?”

The public is made of people. Some [...]

I’m NOT a scientist, get me out of here too!

Collin Van Uden — Tue, 22 Mar 2011 10:46:33 +0000

In a lot of ways, this sums something up for me:

“The origins of modern science probably date back to the 1600?s, when the first Learned Societies and Academies were formed, and the idea of using experiments to test theories took hold. There have been huge changes in many things since then – but it is interesting [...]

Dots and Lines ptII

Collin Van Uden — Wed, 02 Mar 2011 14:43:30 +0000

THIS POST DOES NOT EXIST YET IT’S JUST STUFF. WHY ARE YOU EVEN READING IT, GO READ SOMETHING SANE.

A web of a kind, but it’s weaved of goop. And some of that goop is INVISIBLE.

I get all bemusedly sucked in is the way people connect.

In order to explain how we connect, we seem to consistently [...]