Part 2: The Colours of Water or No Water to Draw with

Having identified, the colourless, blue, deeper blue, red and green colours of water, let share another shade and tone.

When there is no water to draw, one can see brown. The world turns upside down.

It is exactly what happened when upon going to the toilet to do number two, she realises that there is no water. She thought that having a dried toilet outside would have been good to have right now. But when she talked about it in the past, he thought that this was too unconventional and people would think that they were weirdos. So it was never put in place. As for now, the conversation goes:

W: ''I have a dilemma''
M: ''Which one?''
W: ''I need to go to the toilet to fulfil my needs but there is no water so the brown will not disappear''
M: ''You were right, we shall I built a toilet facility outside''
W: ''Thanks for recognising the value of my third eye for disaster''
M: ''What to do then?''
W: ''We will have a levitating shade of brown until the water comes back''
M: ''if water does come back...'
W: ''Let's hope so, in the meantime, let's build the dry toilet''

When there was no water in Braunstone Frith Leicester on 30th July 2015

Home Energy, Footpaths Challenge - Monitoring Energy Consumption

According to the Energy Saving Trust you could find that your energy usage drops by between five and 15% in the first year of using an energy monitor, which could be a saving of £25 to £75 on a £500 bill. I am following the homework of the Footpaths book as promised in previous post ( here ). I set myself to read my meters every week to monitor my energy consumption. It is tedious. I tried twice to make it an habit. I fell miserably. Reading is not really the issue but accessing the meter might be the issue. I better put my shoes elsewhere and learn to squat. I recognise that for changing you have to recognise first your pattern of behaviour. The truth of the matter is that I do not know exactly how bad we behave in our household. Badly, most probably. Example - I spent most of the day in my warm gown with a hat on. The heaters were off. Then family came back home in the evening. I went to the kitchen to cook. I came out of the kitchen, go...

Horrid Airbnb Experience - Part 6

In part 5, M. confront B. who is half of the man we first met. He cries and he is ashamed of himself. He promises he won't drink no more. We decide to keep him one more night and to help him with his car the following day. The night comes. M. is called to visit his sister. I decide to go with him reluctantly. As M. and I come out of the house. B. comes down the stairs and said that he is going for a walk. I do not trust him. M. said to me to not worry that he talked to him and everything will be fine. We arrive in front of her sister house. I decide to go back to the house as I am not feeling well. I go back to the house. No one yet. I can hear the clickety of the keys in the door. I decide to open it because I know B. is back. He looks at me, scared. In his a Tesco bag with a pack of 10 Stella Artois. I am horrified. I decide not to confront him. He goes upstairs to the bedroom. I call M.: ''Come back to the house NOW''

Renunciation, an expression of creativity - Part 1

As young children, we’re all creative. We draw, sing, build and dream. Yet somewhere along the way – due to the influence of others and own insecurities – many of us put down these creative instincts. This is what Tom and David Kelley told her parents. Look, she is addicted to video games. she is in a bubble where no one can distract me. School misses her and she doesn't. She is aggressive and throws a tantrum when we try to stop her in her torment.Why did she stop to draw, sing, dance, dream? Why did she build a thick wall around me? Why does she refuse to reveal herself? Share her gift? The real I? Beauty is innocent and easily shredded. So hide it and be nothing. That was her motto. ... Because she believes that the revelation of the true self can be harmed by the influence of others, their jealousy, their agenda, their reflection, their unconscious Machiavellianism.

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