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  A fate which might, along the way of life's journey, entertwine with that of another person, such as our partner or a relative, but remains uniquely 'my/your fate.'  And which has to be lived to its full even after those significant others have departed along the, according to the fulfilment of their own fate.  I mean, it is, at least on the first few attempts, not easy for sentient humans to accept our mortality, and the pending ending of our individual, if not collective discontinuation of life.  Even though we are confronted with the mountain of evidence we have, when we consider the deaths of all those who have gone before us.   Our 'survival imperative' still encourages, motivates us towards 'trying to find alternative explanations or answers' to the logical one.   That is, that we will all die, and there is no coming back from it when we do go over the abyss. Of course, 'dealing with death' is not a one off event or experience for us; it is a

   And so it would seem, that men are not able to expunge the tendency towards violence from our hearts or our minds.  We might succeed in delaying conflicts, to even prolong this delay to the extent that we might lull or come to believe that we have done it.  That we have given up on conflicts and wars and have achieved 'lasting peace.'  But this is no more than that, a believe, and one which is fated to be fractured and give way to more conflicts and wars.  I mean, we are now evidencing just that, in some African, Middle East and Asian countries.  Even as we are witnessing Russia and Western Europe seriously indulging in the build-up and posturing for military conflict.  With Ukraine being the designated reluctant and/or willing host to the 'on-the-ground' conflict. Even as we are observing Yemen being systematically destroyed by Saudi and UAE forces. Even as we continue to witness countries such as Nigeria, Niger, Mali, the oddly named Democratic Republic of the Cong

  As he, probably like many, if not most of us, at one or more points in our lives, will find death, especially the death of a loved one or close relative.   To be a significant emotional and psychological challenge to accommodate or assimilate.  It will be and is a phenomenon which we have to work on dealing with and to master, if it is not to destroy us or presents us with serious and significant psychological health problems.  Bereavement and grief are not phenomena that can be healthily dealt with in a passive manner.  They have to be actively processed and reprocessed, whether or not the bereaved person appears to be doing so or not.  And yes, it is the case that we will tend to have our own methods of doing so, which might not be the 'expected ones.'  What is important should be that, whatever methods we resort to, are able to see us through to a health state of post-bereavement, with the minimum or no long-term functional damage.  As opposed to the irreplaceable loss we

  So, of course the 'religious moralists' and the 'guardians of the prophets, the scribes, the disciples, et al' will declare this to be sacrilegious, blasphemous, and so son.  And yet, is it not right and proper, is it not prudent that the question should be posed?  The question being this : Should us humans not deify, make unto us A God of Google. Google the Search Engine and Apparent Receptacle  of most, if not all Accumulated  Knowledge? Experientially, there is a great deal of evidence for arguing that, Google The Search Engine and Possessor of seemingly all Knowledge, is worthy of being made into, and, if needs be, worshipped as a God, if not the God of us humans?  Yes, it is the case that Google will not actually do things per say for us, when we turn to 'It' in times of our need.  With the required level and kind of infrastructure, we have to leave the doing to the robotics army. However, to a significant extent, Google will, more often than not, guide u

     Or 'I will not allow you to live without me', in reference to the other partner.  Thus one of the embittered partner begins to plot how he/she, but more often, he, is going to destroy the other partner, and, sometimes, their children.  The latter being a sickness and callousness which we do not find in, say, the relationship between lions.  Because, although a lion destroys the cubs of the mother's previous suitor, pursuance of getting the lioness to have its own cubs, it probably will only rarely kills its own cubs.  In this regard, whereas the lion kills to induce the lioness to have its own offspring. The hurt and enraged man will sometimes kills his own child/ren to as an act of 'punishing' their mother for leaving him. And then, there is 'the war thing about some or most men.' Why are men so apparently prone to cause conflict?  Us men, it appears, are inherently and genetically pre-set to cause and initiate violent conflict. It is in our genes, in

  And while all of this is slowing being done, and the dead are being registered on the basis of 'first died, first registered', so must my dear mother do her bit and remain in the queue of the dead.  Just as well that the dead, as far as us the living are able to ascertain, are no longer able to be cognisant of their or their bodies' predicament.  That they are no longer able to perceive that their temporary, though for us, the living, seemingly overdue tenancy in a mortuary, as they await, as it were, their final or near permanent place of rest.  Oh that my dear mother, like others in her position, should have to contend, or not, with what seems to me, an indignity.  One which I can only but hope, will not be too drawn out, as the queue in front of her diminishes, and gives way to her turn.    Today is the second week since my son and I have had the experience of witnessing the passing of my dear mother, and his dear grandmother's passing.  And yes, as I write this po

  Jupiter Over The Moon. As she had already lost the cognition and level of comprehension she would have needed to make the event a meaningful for her, my dear mother. I could end at this point, the point where I am no longer able to hold court, to spend time in the physical presence of my dear mother. As she is now no longer among us who continue to breathe autonomously.  But, in truth, the journey still has some way to go, because she is yet to be buried.  Though that must await the processing of the due protocols and laws of the country which has been her home for the past two decades.  There is also the early stages of the varied emotional and psychological journey which we must travel to be able to accommodate and/or assimilate.   Before we can be sufficiently healed, following the passing of a loved one. York, UK. These practicalities which must, of necessity, be dealt with, have to be attended to before the families and friends who will be mourning and grieving for the lost of m