Some Thoughts and Memories

I added the following post as I thought it was a bit unusual, (like the Jew box one)  The small odd pic here is believed to be of a young Polish woman who appears to be dressed up as a priestess of Mithras. I found the original photo attached in a colourful second hand book on Roman Mythology. The pic itself  gave reference on the back to the famous carnival of Venetian masks (1983), and costumes where she probably bought her novel attire. She seems to be  worshipping the Sun which played a vital role in the cult of Mithras itself. Her "gold" mask represents the rays of the Sun, but does not cover the area below her nose as her  red lipstick can just be seen along with her jaw. Unfortunately, the image is not very good, or clear but the basic outlines of her gold, and black dress can clearly be seen along with her staff. I may get a better reproduction of the above pic.....           Looking thoughtful and slightly amused...

The above is what I refer to as the Jew Box which was given to me by old friend Chris a long while ago. The famous Star of David  has great esoteric significance. It can symbolize the Perfected Man, or indeed Woman through the many rounds of reincarnation... Incidently, the Box is the only "antique" proper I have in the flat. I believe in living very simply as we tend to clutter our life, and our homes with far too much stuff which usually has little practical value..But I have though  hoarded loads of books which I will probably be rid off fairly soon...! These notably are non-fiction works on parapsychology, mysticism, history, philosophy, psychology, science, mathematics, and the like.                                                 Inside the Box..................                                  A small section of my books piled up against the wall of one's flat                                                          

A few examples of my "instant" sketches of the faces of people. More may be added when I am more ready. Most of them are anonymous unless otherwise stated. RS The Polish Girl who visited Serena Hall where I did this sketch of her.. The image here is that of Chris, or Australian Chris mentioned on occasion on this blog. His hair  was ginger colour, and the sketch was produced  in 2006. Infact, the Chris pic was the first one I ever did of the human face after many..many years of neglecting this kind of art. It is a very accurate representation of him as he remarked at the time, and I concurred.   Mandy McGuire back in 2006 who "headed" Serena Hall in Slough     Mick Jagger     President Trump     The Queen in old

I have to say that I find conspiracy theorists usually tiresome, and I try to avoid them as far as I can. I remember on one occasion being in the internet room of Serena Hall a long while ago, and I was keeping an eye on some climate change conference on the net. I then talked briefly to a black friend in the vicinity who was of the opinion that it was all hoax. My ears were on fire. I could not believe what I was hearing, and I said I would rather believe in the scientific evidence from credible sources than some conspiracy theorist. He replied with "you would...wouldn't you.!" I then I asked him why he had said what he said!! What followed blew my mind, but I had to control myself. His response was  that certain big businesses wanted to make big money out of producing green products and services. In order to do this, they concocted the idea of climate change, and hence, the possible global warming catastrophe. I never heard such nonsense in my life..I nearly blew my t

I have on occasion been to a number of local political "events".....These have included a film at the Labour HQ in Chalvey in connection with the famous strike in Dagenham ....Seeing another  film at the Slough Council entitled The Age of Stupid dealing with Climate Change....Celebrating India's Independence Day at the Hindu Temple...Talking to a Palestinian protest group in the high street..Meeting protesters concerned with making Kashmir an independent state seperate from  India... On one occasion, a long time ago I met Caroline Lucas (before she became an MP) at a stall in the High Street. I tried to attract her to the great importance of monetary reform. She did not seem to know anything about it, and so I gave her some contacts notably Positive Money. There used to be a series of talks in St Marys Church on political issues notably by the "disbanded" Fenner Brockway "group."It attracted a number of famous people such as Tony Benn. Als

The Pentacle For a brief period of time in the 1980s I used to publish articles on yoga, and esotericism. The first magazine I had brief sucess with was The Pentacle. This was not meant for the popular audience, but essentially for those who might be regarded as scholarly minded. It had a print run of only 2,000 copies. I  had sent some articles on Meher Baba, the Brahma Kumaris, Hare Krishna,  and Kundalini all of which were accepted, and appeared in the magazine. My main beef though with the Pentacle was not the quality of the articles which tended to be pretty good, but rather the illustrations. These appeared to be too amateurish from my point of view. As a response, I sent in some of my more skilled artwork which Mr Potter the editor described as being "superb." One of my line and ink drawings was that of the famous image of Madame Blavatsky staring out into the world with her magnetic eyes. She was quite a character to put it mildly.  Another line and ink drawing

There has been a growing number of Polish people coming to the UK. Slough has a large number of them. They  are noted for their hardwork. In Windsor I used to know a Polish family in the 1970s. I knew their daughter quite well. Dan Dolinsky the head of this family fought in World War II, and attacked Germans tanks on horseback! He was also awarded a medal for bravery for saving someone's life at the time. He was also being helped to integrate into British culture by my pater, and others. Once I had an uncle but not a real one. He was called uncle Edmund another pole, and lived with his English wife Phyllis in Woodley in Reading. He was nice fellow, but suffered from certain psychological problems. Tragically, he died in 1972 in a car crash...with a milk float! I always remember for whatever reason my return from school, and discovered that my parents were not in, and thus, went next door to see Beryl..who broke the news. There is an "odd" story which I might as

For many years on a virtually daily basis I have been using Facebook or FB essentially as a tool of research and intellectual "entertainment". It is ofcourse a goldmine of information which can be helpful in the development of my key projects of Transfinancial Economics, Multi-Dimensional Science, the Universal Debating Project, Contemporary Early Music, and other matters. It is ofcourse ideal for networking with people with similar interests and as such plays a vital and central role. https://www.facebook.com/Searle88 Here is a communication from one of my FB fans....!! I am totally stunned. You have such a multi-faceted personality and worldly interests!!! Is there any subject on this earth you are not into? Lol. I love French wave and Italian neorealism also Tarkovsky and Bergman.. but my understanding of the world is very limited. You must be in love with life itself… and humanity, lol!!! My response was ..that I find information on different subjects very interest

I do not have much of a memory at all of  childhood. But here is a listing of what I recall excluding the actual recall of being born, or reborn into the world physically which appears on another post on this blog site for anyone who is interested. i)... Playing in a sandpit, and finding small plastic toys........ This must have been a nursery school of sorts. I believe someone called Dr Ruby had a connection with it, and probably informed mater that I was mentally retarded....which might explain everything!! Lol! ii)... Waking up in the morning full of energy, and "bounce." I then left my room, and went to my parents bedroom whereupon I was nearly shot down by a plastic missile from a large toy gun from the bed. This was about Xmas time 1966, or thereabouts. I do not know why I should remember this! My pater was laughing hysterically at the time.... iii) ...Again filled with energy I awaited my mater to enter my bedroom to help me learn to read with a Janet

The family "archives" seem to have long disappeared. I used to have albums for photos, and postcards. They cannot be traced. Then  there are the old home cine films which have disappeared even though they were put together onto a cd to make for ease of viewing. This too seems to have vanished into thin air. What I am left with essentially are memories. On the cd of the old home cine films I recall basically the following. i) Having ice cream in Savill Gardens as a child ii) Images of a place called the Villa outside Oswestry. One movie clip involves my grandmother appearing, and then disappearing outside her her old "Victorian" home. A simple camera trick. iii) Some stop motion involving Action Men on a Spanish beach iv) Making "rude" gestures outside a Sunday School in Langley as a youngster! v) Recorded travelling from a Sunday School in Windsor to my home in which I filmed the road trip next to my pater who ofcourse was