The All Me Me Me Page
The most dificult page to create. Writing about ourselves it is never easy. we do not want to add too much , people may think we are megalomaniacs, but how can you express your talent ? Wish it was someone else writing down for me, no choice here so I will go ahead and do what I have to do.
I was born somewhere on this planet I believe, I was given a name and a date of birth and all through out of my life I am using those numbers and the name . Like everyone else I do have stories to tell bt I will not yet.
I created this website for educational purposes only. I am not trying to sell anything, just trying to educate a couple of people to open their minds and understand rh society we are living in .
I am not tryig to be clever either I will just add what I learn the last three years in the yniversity, in one way I will repeat to myself what I learn and what I have forgotten and on the other someone else may be benefit as well.
Currently I live in London as I moved here 30 years ago. I can finally say this is home, this is where mty heart is and this is where my four cats live. how did I end up living with four monsters I have no idea, bt I do live with Lilly, Tommy, Robbie and Jessie, although I have not seen Jessie the last 27 hours. They are cute they are sexy but they are hard work.
Today is the day that I take the two of them to the vet, I have not slept all night because I am shaking as to how the fuck am I going to make it. First to catch them and put them in the carrier bag is a nightmare, second they hate it and they will start the cute sexy crying, third I will let them out and I start all over again.
i wish they could see that I am doing it for their own good. believe me after today and for days they will hate me. They will not come near me. You think I may got use to the routine but I have not. I feel sorry I put them in the bag, they do not like it , I swear at them begging them to stop crying.
On my way to the vet every taxi driver thinks I am ceazy or I am one of those animal lovwrs obseessed with the pets and in love with them that is why they are talk to them. I am not. I love them but i am not in love with them.
Animal Lover
We do as humans, can be creative sometimes. We give some funny names to simple things, somehow we make our lives difficult without the need to be. Simple things we turn into impossible tasks, we create titles for simple everyday stuff we do. We also go to war and kill other humans, and most time we do not know why.
One morning, early hours, when the sun is about to burst through the clouds, we hear a boom, and there you have it, your hometown is ashe,s and you are homeless. The funny thing is the sun is still shining as always, the birds are still flying, earth seems to do the rounds like alswys nothing change apart from your life.
Music is a universal language and many times try to communicate with someone is impossible, soon as you play music somehow the waves are equal and we try to understand one another.
Historically, our ears, not eyes, revealed what lay beyond the light of the campfire. And importantly, our ears helped us recognise what lay behind us, out of sight. Sound has the profound ability to haunt, shock, and terrify. It has a primordial quality that reaches deep inside us.
Sounds heard without a visible source are known as acousmatic. To cope with them, we have created various narratives and myths.
Given its profound emotional impact, it’s not surprising that sound has also been used as a device for exerting power and control.
In recent years, the use of sound (and music) as a weapon has increased, as have our abilities to better exploit its potential.
From long-range acoustic devices used to disperse protesting crowds to military drones that induce a wave of fear in those unlucky enough to be under them to songs blasted on rotation at Guantanamo Bay, we are entering an age where sound is being repositioned as a tool of terror.
The choice of music used at Guantanamo was wildly disparate. Death metal band Deicide’s infamous song Fuck Your God was often used, as well as aggressive hip-hop tracks, but so, too, were the songs of Britney Spears, and perhaps most surprisingly, I Love You from Barney and Friends.
There’s little doubt music will continue to play a role in the struggles around terror. Indeed the potential of sound as a weapon is, sadly, still in its infancy. Sonic weapons, after all, leave no physical marks. Thus, they are perfect for those who wish to remain untraceable.
Sonic affect, in psychological terms, is created through aesthetic qualities: the timbre of the sound and how we receive it through our mesh of social and cultural understandings.
The volume, duration, and actual material content of a sound all play a part in how it affects us One of the most frightening recently discovered weapons of sound is the Aztec death whistle, a pottery vessel, often shaped like a skull, that was used by Mexico’s pre-Columbian tribes.
Blowing into it makes a sound that has been described as ‘1,000 corpses screaming’.
Used en masse, an army marching with death whistles would surely have been terrifying.
In Japanese mythology, the Yanari, a word that references the sound of a house in earthquakes, is said to be a spirit responsible for the groaning and creaking of the house at night.
In Norse mythology, thunder was ascribed to the god Thor.
In the past decade, the use of music as torture has been cemented in facilities such as Guantanamo Bay and other detention camps, renowned for their ability to influence behaviour and assist in the psychological ‘breaking’ of detainees through the use of sound.