Moog

Not so much musings, as mumblings.

lit-er-ate:

This is Shaun Wilson Miller. He’s seventeen years old, and recently he was diagnosed with chronic heart rejection. After two heart transplants, doctors have told him that there is nothing they can do. He has been given anywhere from six to twelve months to live.

This is his final message, posted on YouTube, to his friends, and to his family. The video has gone viral since being uploaded on the 1st of May.

Why does this have to happen to people so young and full of life?

What a courageous kid. His innate positivity in the face of such horrific news is nothing short of inspiring.  

Please share this video, and send some love Shaun’s way. He’s an inspiration to us all.

What an incredible, brave guy to face such cruel, unfair circumstances with such courage, honesty and grace at such a young age. This video helped me to remember all the things that are special to me in life, and reminded me how lucky I am.

Shaun, you’ve genuinely inspired me to make some changes to how I live my life. Thank you for your bravery and honesty in making this video, I hope you know how much you’re helping people around the world. I’m sending my love across the waves to you. 

I’ve heard people discuss whether they would prefer to know they were dying, or not. Some would like the chance to say goodbyes, some feel they couldn’t face it. What would you do if you thought you were going to die? Do it now. The only certainty we have in life is that it will end.

I know that it sounds like a cliche, but perhaps that’s because it’s the most important truth there is, but you only get one chance at life, and this is it- make it count. 

If you have dreams or ambitions, chase them, actively. 

If you love someone, tell them. Show them how special they are. 

What do you believe in? Take the time to think about your actions, and live your life in a way that’s consistent with your conscience. 

If you have something positive to say, say it. Don’t keep it to yourself just because you don’t know a person very well. A kind word from a stranger can make somebody’s day. 

Go out of your way to make life a little bit more special, a little bit more magical. 

(Source: brandycooklyn)

clintcatalyst:

“ In 1906 The Journal of the English Folk Song Society published a piece on the old English ballad ‘Death and the Lady.’ Some enterprising female entertainer encountered the article and realized the story might be used as a great vaudeville piece about the evils of card play and alcohol. Touring performers were always searching for material that would play well in the sticks. The city folks would enjoy the Grand Guignol staging, the traditional song, and the vocal technique.

Here Joseph Hall, the Brooklyn born photographer who had made a career on baseball pictures and theatrical production stills, captured the sequence of the action, providing a peculiarly detailed—and rare view—of the progress of a single vaudeville performance. ”


[ Text : David Shields ]

(via neil-gaiman)

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  • A christmas cracker joke
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You can check out my etsy shop here.

Winner will be selected at random on sunday evening at around 11pm (England time)

GOOD LUCK!

Nanowrimo 2011

So, I’ve started nanowrimo 2011. It’s scary. But exciting.

For as long as I can remember I’ve wanted to write, and I have done, bits and bobs, short stories, poetry, as and when the feeling strikes me. Last summer, the idea of this novel came to me, pretty much in the space of a few hours. Some things happened that weren’t very nice, and writing was the only way I could even start to make sense of them and get on with things. I had a lot of ideas, but the responsibility of putting things down on paper terrified me. Parts of the book are taken from people I know, and things that have happened to/around me. It’s mainly fiction, but the blurring of the line terrified me. The burden of writing down some of those things really put me off- I literally couldn’t bear to see them immortalised on paper. So for a year, I have just messed around with scribbling notes for ideas, paragraphs of the less heavy parts of the story.

This year hasn’t been an especially good year for me, and one of the things that really kept me going was knowing that I hadn’t written my book. And if there’s one thing I’ve learned in all my years of procrastination, unemployment, and continued education- it’s that there’ll never be a “good” time to do it. So this month, I’m going to try and get as much of a first draft as I can written. 

Of course, now that I’m trying to ‘force’ myself to write, I can’t stop drawing….but c’est la vie!

Ganglord, the police are
Kicking their way into my house
And haunting me, taunting me
Wanting me to break their laws….

…Ganglord, remember!
The police can always be bribed…

…They say ‘to protect and to serve’
But what they really want to say is:
“Get back to the ghetto! The ghetto!”

Feels quite appropriate in the current climate.