The Key(s) to life – from a pussycats point of view!

       I believe that the key to life is to discover your balance; and I don´t mean when trying to see how difficult it is to balance when walking along the garden fence.

There are in fact, four main keys, with a central core key in the middle.  I believe that if one manages to use those keys correctly in life then one will be free of illness and be satisfied, hence being able to enjoy life to its full capacity.

       Well, that´s what life is supposed to be all about I think. Enjoyment, contentment and satisfaction.

Can you name the four keys and core key required for a meaningful life Mr Midnight?

       Easy peasy.

The first key is to eat “proper” food; not the stuff food companies want you to eat.

The second is to drink enough “proper” fluids.

The third is to move about as much as possible.

And the fourth is to get enough sleep with which to recharge the old batteries.

These four keys surround the main, core key, which happens to be the key called “Love”. I do mean, “proper, genuine” love and not the love where one just loves ones family and immediate friends.

       I must admit, it really is a continual life journey to be able to master the art of true love. I mean, because of our natural instincts, we often kill other small little beings.  It´s not very nice is it, but I can´t seem to help myself. True love means one respects ALL things. Still, at least I´m conscious of the fact and am working on it.

      The humans are exactly the same. The poor dears often believe they have genuine love within themselves and then they will go and eat us animals. Thank goodness they don´t eat pussycats in our neck of the woods. Still, I suppose understanding what “true love” is all about is a matter of perception.

      If one manages to discover ones own balance in life, allowing ones compass to guide oneself, then it will become more difficult to get ill or experience tragic circumstances.

       Precisely, one must discover ones own balance and believe in oneself.

If one of the keys, or compass points, is misaligned then illness will eventually creep into ones life.

I sometimes have a problem with my right eye, if being truthful, perhaps because there are some things I don´t want to see in life.

       That´s probably why many humans do not hear so well. There are things in life which they do not want to hear. The body is a clever “machine” and will help sort out your problems.

       The body says; your wish is my command and hey presto – if one cannot look at some areas of life the body helps you and makes your vision become more blurred, as in my case

       I believe that it is the same with all illnesses. Contrary to popular belief and what Governments and the pharmaceutical industry wish to make us all believe, illness does not just come out of the blue.

If we avoid maintaining our bodies then our bodies will eventually, fall to pieces. The choice is ours.

       I think the magic word is called “self-responsibility” Sir Winston.

It´s the same with next door neighbours dog. He can´t hardly walk but he must keep on the move. Perhaps he should stay put sometimes because there is something waiting for him to discover. His body helps him by gradually “making” him stay put. A shame the outcome has to be so tragic.

       I suppose we are all afraid of looking at the real truth. Indeed, fear is the main motivator for illness. Most illnesses appear because of some deep-rooted fear somewhere or another.

Although because I am a cat and cannot understand it all, I can recommend a small book by Louise Hay which is called “Heal your Body”. It may help some of you folks discover the proper key for your own journey.

       And although it is rather trying sometimes, please try and align your compass. You´ll feel a better person if you can.

With love from Sir Winston and myself, Mr Midnight.

 

(C) Copyright MAGS 2017

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Individualism, oddities and errors.

A wet Sunday afternoon and with nothing much else to do today, Mr Midnight, Sir Winston and myself decided that we would spend an hour or two in the “hobby room” and sort through a pile of my old postage stamps.

       Here´s an album full of misfits, oddities and rarities.  It could be quite interesting. I haven´t looked at this collection for a while.

       Can we please have a look at them, daddy?  The stamp-collecting thing is so fascinating.

       Well, I´m not too bothered about them to tell you the truth. I can´t see the fascination for collecting old pieces of paper. I´d sooner have a snooze I think.

       Come on Mr Midnight. Shake a leg or two or three and try and show a bit of interest. You could learn something.

       Alright then. Let´s have a butchers. Try and impress me if you can.

       Here´s a stamp from the American / British Zone of Germany from 1 September, 1946.  It has the catalogue number 90 and has been perforated twice.

       What´s perforated daddy?

       It´s the way a postage stamp has been cut out. The teeth of the stamp above have been cut twice.

       What a silly thing to do.

       But it looks funny, doesn´t it.

       And look at this one. This stamp is from 26th June 1943 and has the catalogue number 851.  It doesn´t have any perforations; er sorry Mr Midnight, it has no teeth.

       That´s weird, isn´t it. Fancy having a postage stamp with no teeth.

       I´m quite fond of these two stamps because they have the “cent” number missing and part of the text on the left-hand side. Obviously, the ink ran out. The first stamp is what the stamp should look like.

       They really are beauties, aren´t they. They´re not perfect but very special.

       Next up is the 1999 Block from Germany. It has been cut wrong and is quite unique. I had a bit of luck getting hold of this block at an auction.

       It´s very irregular.

       Fancy sticking that thing on your envelope. You´d be the laughing stock.

       I think that´s enough rare stamps for today don´t you?  I´ll just show you one of my personal favourites. The Otto Dix Stamp catalogued Mi.Nr 1572 (VZ). The original is on the left and I think you can spot the mistake on this stamp.

       The poor lady has lost her head. Oh dear.

       Why do you like misprints and errors? They´re all so very odd.

       Perhaps because in a way, I find them very appealing. They are all different from how they should appear and in that sense, original and individual. People don´t seem to like things that appear odd but I believe that if one is a true individual,  one may find it a bit harder to get through life but at the end of the day, one is a lot more satisfied and can enjoy life that much easier.

I find it a shame that many seem to abide by what the masses dictate and then they wonder why they are not happy in life.

We should all have the same basic rights but contrary to what our Governments inform us, we are still, all individuals with differing views, needs and requirements.

       So you humans would sooner be like us cats?  We love our freedom!

       In a way, I suppose you could be right Mr Midnight. Not all humans will want to live in true freedom because true freedom can be quite hard work. Self-responsibility is not everybody´s cup of tea but if one is a liberal being, one will respect that fact.

       Well, self-responsibility, freedom or whatever. I found daddy´s little postage stamp excursion quite interesting. I just hope he hasn´t bored too many of our readers this time around!

(C) Copyright MAGS 2017

 

 

Why are we here?

DSCN0663       Why are we here Sir Winston?

DSCN0664       I´m not 100% certain Mr Midnight but I do know that we´re supposed to explore and have fun.

DSCN0667       Didn´t we do that the last time around?  I sometimes have deja-vu moments flashing through my soul.

DSCN0652       I´m sure we did but we can´t really remember, can we. I think our soul has experienced so many things in the past that each time it commences another lifetime it adds knowledge and experience to its development.

DSCN0669       So when I play with my little toy mouse in our green kingdom I am in actual fact, obtaining experience for my future development.

DSCN0674       I don´t know if you can call playing with toy mice creating your soul’s experience but it will certainly add to your well-being Mr Midnight. I believe that playing and not taking life too seriously is all part and parcel of maintaining healthy conditioning for life’s future knocks.

DSCN0658       Perhaps life’s knocks are there to test us, Sir Winston. You know, something like an examination to see if we´re still in contact with ourselves.  If we pass the test then we are able to move on.

DSCN0636       And if we fail the examination and we have understood where we went wrong then we have gained experience in later trials.

Perhaps that is the reason why we are on the planet.  To gain experience.

I´m glad my soul chose to be a cat this time around.  I love lolling about, eating and playing in the green kingdom.

What a life!

DSCN0672       Yes, it´s great being a cat isn´t it and not every soul can be a cat, can they!

I am very thankful for my time on the planet this time around.

We do indeed live a great life full of excitement, discovery and wonder.

 

(C) MAGS 2017

Is Your Health Really Important?

The sun was shining and a cool, light westerly breeze stroked the fur of Mr Midnight and Sir Winston as they sat atop the boulders overlooking their kingdom. They often sat upon the boulders when they were in a philosophising mood and today, was one of those days.

  (The patch of green Mr Midnight and Sir Winston adore.)

       As usual Sir Winston, I can´t make head nor tail of the human psyche.  They are a baffling lot aren´t they.

       What are you going on about Mr Midnight?  I must admit, human behaviour is sometimes difficult to get to grips with but I suppose it´s no different than a human trying to fathom out a cats behaviour.

       You´re probably correct in your assumption Sir W. but at least we cats do not say things that aren´t true.  We are always true to ourselves and never claim things that are simply not true.

       I don´t know what you´re waffling on about Mr Midnight so perhaps you can lend me a paw to understand.

       Well, I´ve noticed that among other things, human beings often claim that their health is one the most important things in their lives.

       And what´s wrong with that?

       The claim´s not true is it.

I think many must have a dose of that illness that creates fake activity – fake news I think they call it. Faking appears to be the sign-of-the-times.

       Can you elaborate a little please?

       How can human´s claim that their health is so important while at the same time, they seem to do very little for their health?

They must believe that one becomes ill just out of the blue and that they themselves, have nothing to do with their illness.

       I believe that is indeed, the assumption of many human beings.  I feel sorry for them in a way.

       He could be wrong, but I`ve heard from Vladimir the Russian Blue pussycat from down the road that human beings are often unconcious of how they treat their bodies.

For example, they seem to always be attached to their mobile gadgets . . . .

        . . .  sorry for interrupting but I think they need the gadgets in which to get through life. The things appear to be very addictive – even life-saving.

       There could be some truth to what you say Sir W.

Human beings will sadly, often eat their meals in a most unhealthy manner and I´ve heard from Mr Dog next door that their food quality is also not what it should be or what is suggested on the labels of their food.

From my observations, the majority appear to ignore the fact that modern human lifestyles destroy our environment. Human beings often don´t drink enough fluids.  They don´t move about very much, apart from when wheels of some description are underneath their person and they frequently abuse their bodies by denying themselves enough quality sleep.

       Quality sleep is something the humans could learn from us pussycats.

Sleeping allows our bodies to recharge for the next day. Without a recharge our energies eventually become exhausted.  That´s when problems start to occur.

One has to feel sorry for the humans doesn´t one.

       And that´s why I find their claim about their health being important to be somewhat bizarre.

If a person cannot take time to care for themself properly then who is going to look after them?

The human beings are certainly a baffling species sometimes.

       I´m sure they´ll get the hang of how to go through life smoothly eventually.  They just need a little more practice that´s all.

       Perhaps the human beings should try to love themselves a little more and then some of their illnesses would perhaps, disappear.

       Love is certainly good medicine Mr Midnight.

       We both wish you human beings all the very best on your journey of discovery and hope that some of you discover the secret to staying nice and healthy.  It really is up to you which way you decide to go.

Love from Mr Midnight and Sir Winston.  xxx

 

(C) MAGS June 2017.

I was, I am, and I will be

      How much time do you think we´ve got left this time around Sir Winston?

How many times do you think we will be able to smell the green stuff in our kingdom after the wet stuff has fallen upon it;  – 10, 20 or possibly even another 30 times?

       I love the smell of rain after it has kissed the grass as well.

“Time” is not important Mr Midnight.

“Time” is a convenient human fabrication and really doesn´t have any importance. There is no such thing as “time” – only the moment.

       Well I think just as you do Sir Winston but I am still inquisitive to know about our present soul life.

       The life of a soul is never ending.

       And how do you know that?

      I don´t know Mr Midnight. “Knowing” something suggests you´ve switched your brain on.

I just “feel” that it is so because the heart and soul are connected.

      All is one.  All is a circle.  All is in movement.  All is complete.

      Yes, everything is just perfect.

       Life is terribly exciting isn´t it Sir W.  All of our souls are always on the go – travelling on their journey of discovery with which to gain experience.

It´s a continual coming and going. What a great honour it is to be a soul – and this time around, the soul of a cute little pussy cat!

I Was, I Am, and I will Be!

 

(C) MAGS 2017

 

Going Backwards

       Daddy, is it true what Sir Winstons been saying?

He´s upset me a little because I believed I lived in a wonderful kingdom with lots of great opportunities and great things happening.

       What´s he been saying to you then Mr Midnight? Perhaps he´s telling tall stories.

       I honestly didn´t want to upset you Mr Midnight. I was only stating what I had discovered the other day.

       Can you stop beating about the bush Sir Winston and inform us of what you´ve discovered?

       I found one of those shiny metal things lying on the living room table and next to it that booklet thing had fallen onto the floor and  had come to rest upturned displaying lots of words.

       You mean your curiosity go the better of you and you pulled the thing accidently onto the floor.

       Well it was only a CD so it doesn´t really matter.

What were the words or lyrics about Sir Winston.

       Well I was a bit baffled at first because just like Mr Midnight, I also assumed with live in a beautiful world. I love my little patch of the planet.

       Get to the point Sir Winston!

       The booklet was from that new album from daddy´s favourite band – Depeche Mode.

The album is called “Spirit” and I read the lyrics from the first song on the album.

Here they are:-

GOING BACKWARDS

We are not there yet
We have not evolved
We have no respect
We have lost control
We’re going backwards
Ignoring the realities
Going backwards
Are you counting all the casualties?
We are not there yet
Where we need to be
We are still in debt
To our insanities
We’re going backwards
Turning back our history
Going backwards
Piling on the misery
We can track it all with satellites
See it all in plain sight
Watch men die in real time
But we have nothing inside
We feel nothing inside
We are not there yet
We have lost our soul
The course has been set
We’re digging our own hole
We’re going backwards
Armed with new technology
Going backwards
To a caveman mentality
We can emulate on consoles
Killings we can control
With senses that have been dulled
Because there’s nothing inside
We
       I can see why you made Mr Midnight sad.  The whole album is written in this manner which personally, I find quite good because sadly, we human beings often choose to ignore our surroundings.
I´m glad to see that some people are switched on.
You see, we humans know an awful lot about how our planet works but hardly any of us wish to take responsibility to rectify our path. We seem to believe that somebody else other than ourselves is going to make things better.
       Then you humans are just as naive as us cats believing we live in a wonderful kingdom.
Although our little world appears to be perferct, in reality, it is actually falling to pieces.
       Some of you are trying to mend things though aren´t you daddy?
       There are some, yes, but the majority (myself sometimes included!) often wish to ignore our reality.
Human beings will often conveniently ignore reality until something disastrous happens and then when things have quietened down again we will often carry on as though nothing has happened.
The lyrics above really do hit the nail on the head.
       Well I´m not going to stop believing in you human beings. I´m sure one day you´re all going to get it right.
       And I´ll second that opinion Mr Midnight!
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Lyrics  “Going Backwards”  (C) Martin L. Gore 2017

 

Intolerance, authoritarianism and nationalism

It was a wet sunday afternoon and Mr Midnight, Sir Winston and myself had decided to go upstairs into the study to make a comfortable afternoon. I made a fresh cup of my favourite darjeeling (Steinthal First flush) and then went upstairs with my two lads close behind. After a while, our topic of conversation turned to a topic which was becoming more and more prominent every day in the world news.

Here is a jist of our conversation:-

       I don´t understand it all. So much victimhood and dissatisfaction uncontrollably seems to spread around the “modern” world like a mad virus.

       I think that´s partly due to the new craze of the times.  That crazy thing called Nationalism.

       There´s lots of information here in these books daddy about your human thing called Nationalism.

I think Nationalism is an evil.

It causes wars, its roots lie in xenophobia and racism, it is a recent phenomenon – an invention of the last few centuries – which has been of immense service to demagogues and tyrants but to no one else.

       Quite true Sir Winston. Disguised as patriotism and love of one´s country, it trades on the unreason of mass psychology to make a variety of horrors seem acceptable, even honourable.

       I see what you  mean daddy.  Here´s an example:  if someone said to you, “I am going to send your son to kill the boy next door”, you would quite rightly hotly protest. But let him seduce you with  “Queen and Country!”, “The Fatherland!”, “My Country right or wrong!” and you will find yourself permitting him to send all our sons to kill not just the sons of other people, but other people indiscrimanately – which is what your bombs and bullets do.

It´s a mad, mad world out there!

       Look daddy in this book. That not very nice gentleman, Mr Hitler, once said, “The effectiveness of the truly national leader consists in preventing his people from dividing their attention, and keeping it fixed on a common enemy”.

       That man was truly off his rocker wasn´t he. How ill can one get.

       Here´s a quote from Goethe who once remarked that nationalistic feelings “are at their strongest and most violent where there is the lowest degree of culture”.

       That Mr Goethe was a smart fellow wasn´t he.

       But he also proves that nationalistic tendencies are not only a sign of our present times because he died quite a few years ago.

       Nationalists take certain unexceptionable desires and muddle them with unacceptable ones.  We individually wish to run our own affairs; that is unexceptionable.  Most of us value the culture which shaped our development and gave us our sense of personal and group identity; that too is unexceptionable. But the nationalist persuades us that the existence of other groups and cultures somehow puts these things at risk, and that the only way to protect them is to see ourselves as members of a distinct collective, defined by ethnicity, geography, or sameness of language or religion, and to build a wall around ourselves to keep out “foreigners”.

It is not enough that the others are other; we have to see them as a threat –  at the very least to “our way of life”, perhaps to our jobs, even to our daughters.

       Your human idea of nationalism suggests that of a “nation”. The word is meaningless: all “nations” are mongrel, a mixture of so many immigrations and mixings of people over time that the very idea of ethnicity is largely comical, except in places where the boast has to be either that the community there remained so remote or disengaged, or so conquered, for the greater part of history, that it succeeded in keeping its gene pool “pure” ( a cynic might say “inbred”).

       I do hope you humans get your act together because we all, even little pussy cats, have the same basic wishes in life; namely to live in peace and be loved.

       I´m going down stairs now to get another cuppa. All this stuff about nationalism on a Sunday afternoon has dried my mouth out.

       I couldn´t agree with you more daddy. Our topic this time round is very dull and dry. I think  I will join you and have a large bowl of milk.

       I´m all up for that, but before we go, allow me to quote some wise words from a Mr George Bernard Shaw.

He said; “Patriotism is, fundamentally, a conviction that a particular country is the best in the world because you were born in it….”

His words certainly make me think!

 

(C) Copyright MAGS 2017

* This article was based on an extract from the book “The Meaning of Things” by A C Grayling.