Silently reminiscent

Hidden Gems Since there many websites per topics/subjects, in many languages etc, I thought it might be worth sharing those sites that you found value in. For example, if you were looking for some information relating to some sport or other, you might visit 5-6 sites before you found one that suited your needs. You would have ran an internal quality meter on all the sites that you visit, quickly discarding any obviously rubbish ones, ones that you cannot understand, any ad trap, any poor quality information etc ...until you slowly collect a bespoke research tool that's perfect for you. Since there are very few people who can dedicate all their time and effort into doing this stuff I thought it would be useful for us center-quartile groupies to share what we have, in whatever form it takes, as long as you think it is a useful site. Sooner or later, if a lot of people participate, all those sites could be collated and used to make a personalized research app or something helpful ...

 I wonder how many people have noticed the MASSIVE amount of money that has just shifted from the Middle Money Makers to the Top … Asset holders  Approximatively $3.5 Trillion, in around a year, in one direction. Almost as if someone knows the SHTF scenarios could be just around a nearby corner. Your just not sure which one but you know it's going to hurt no matter what.

 I have been considering adding Lists to the Blog as it develops but I'm not sure of the reason why yet. Is it to advise other people to read them...no...nobody even knows the Blog exists so that is no good for now. For myself? Maybe. Lists might make a good reference guide at some point. What type of lists might be helpful then. And in what situation might they help? Lists to information then? Lists to help research a specific topic perhaps? For example, a list of all current Election Audits going on in the USA at present or perhaps sources of good information with regard to important subjects that are a minefield of B.S.

  Who are you really? In this article it might seem that I get a little ‘new-age’ in my writing but hopefully, if I can get just one person to reflect on that question, then it will have been a success. I remember hearing somewhere that we’re the ‘sum of our experiences’, which is quite often the case; add into the pot our DNA and we have the whole picture…or do we? Who are you really? Are you the person that other people have made? Are you a bad person because other people have told you are? Are you stupid because of the same reason? Are you weak because other people have told you that they’re stronger than you? Who are you really? Our DNA gives us our potential. Our upbringing and experiences fill up our potential to shape us into who we become. But consider this for a moment; other people telling you how things are form many of the beliefs that you hold today. Racism is a classic example and so is religion. As a baby you have no idea that these concepts exist it’s ...

  The dangers of over- analyzing I like to search for answers. Finding them is secondary and just means I have to find another interesting question to find an answer for. It’s the search that interests me, Indiana Jones persona trapped within my psyche looking of mysteries to be unearthed. My addiction to what I call eureka moments (the time when an answer reveals itself) is what drives me forward. It’s why read as much as possible; it’s why I analyze  anything I don’t understand (which, to be honest, is most things). The advantage this gives me is that I know lots of things (most of which are pretty useless in any practical sense but interesting to me none-the-less) the disadvantage is that I often lose myself in whatever I’m thinking about at the time and I cease to see or hear anything around me to any significant degree. Everything becomes a muted, faded background which has people believing that I’m anti-social, or even rude, when I seemingly ignore their greeting...

 I've been wanting to give myself a Blog space to keep some of my thoughts alive. I'm getting to the stage where it's becoming easier and easier to forget stuff. Most of it isn't important but you can guaranty some of it will be missed (1, 2, 3, 4 is starting to look like a useful password lol). I don't have a missis, or kids, to offload my thoughts to. I have no-one to pass along the stuff I have learnt over my life so far. Stuff that my parents and grandparents had taught me etc... But a Blog can be picked up by anyone, and although I haven't got any audience but myself to write for I will try to use that to my advantage. Just to point out to anyone that does read this, if I refer to a person or place in my writing, I will changing names for possible privacy concerns.

  The sound of keys The sound of keys brought Josephs attention to the door. Jingle jangle coming closer accompanied by the heavy step of a guards boot. Were they coming to see him? Who were they coming to see? Was someone in trouble? Had he done something wrong and they were coming to punish him. Sitting in the corner of the small, slightly damp room on a bed that smelt slightly of mould and urine Joseph drew his legs closer to his chest and hugged them with all his might. The keys were getting closer. The sound of his own breath sounded harsh and rapid to his ears and seemed to be in discordant harmony with the steps outside the door. The grey, mottled walls drew even closer to him until the earlier impression he had of being trapped within a stone coffin became more of a reality. The unknown, unseen key carrying entity stopped suddenly and for Joseph time slowed and the metal door became his world. It was the only thing keeping the key-carrying monster from taking him aw...