tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-97529932024-03-07T21:11:08.372+00:00Ten Thousand DaysTen Thousand Days. Ten Thousand Dreams. Ten Thousand Cups of Early Morning TeaCJ Stonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980661005380997141noreply@blogger.comBlogger211125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9752993.post-19566583854519570872011-10-31T09:46:00.000+00:002011-10-31T09:46:39.739+00:00Semi-Skimmed Democracy<a href="http://cjstone.hubpages.com/hub/-Semi-Skimmed-Democracy">Semi-Skimmed Democracy</a>: Someone once said, “just because you’re paranoid, it doesn’t mean they aren’t out to get you.” In the same way, referring dismissively to conspiracy theory doesn’t mean there is no conspiracy.<br /><br />There are different levels of conspiracy, of course. There may not be any aliens in control of our planet - who knows? - but it is a fair bet that there are all sorts of reptilian characters up to no good. Sometimes they meet in rooms. This is, by definition, a conspiracy.CJ Stonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980661005380997141noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9752993.post-8657101929139175162011-09-27T11:22:00.000+00:002011-09-27T11:22:08.156+00:00Useless Idiots: cuts, war crimes and quantitative easing<a href="http://cjstone.hubpages.com/hub/Useless-Idiots">Useless Idiots: cuts, war crimes and quantitative easing</a>: While the banks are busy looting the world in what is effectively a financial protection racket, forcing the sell-off of public assets at rock bottom prices, the defence of those assets becomes a priority for all concerned citizensCJ Stonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980661005380997141noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9752993.post-86153087788792251992010-12-15T22:35:00.000+00:002010-12-15T22:35:07.855+00:00Who Says We Are All In It Together?<a href="http://hubpages.com/hub/Who-Says-We-Are-All-In-It-Together">Who Says We Are All In It Together?</a>: "Currently the top 1% of the population owns 23% of the wealth, while the lowest 50% of the population share 7% of the wealth between them. This is a huge disparity in the distribution of wealth in this country and it shows how unjust our economic system really is."CJ Stonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980661005380997141noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9752993.post-69595387368057873802010-12-02T12:57:00.000+00:002010-12-02T12:57:29.820+00:00Sandy Back: the true heart of Whitstable<a href="http://hubpages.com/hub/Sandy-Back-the-true-heart-of-Whitstable">Sandy Back: the true heart of Whitstable</a>: "I want to use this opportunity to say goodbye to my friend Sandie Back, who died recently after a long struggle with cancer."CJ Stonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980661005380997141noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9752993.post-951431278236826562010-11-25T21:41:00.000+00:002010-11-25T21:41:14.753+00:00An Optimist Considers 2012 and other stories<a href="http://hubpages.com/hub/An-Optimist-Considers-2012-and-other-stories">An Optimist Considers 2012 and other stories</a>: "An optimist is someone who believes thatthings will always turn out for the best. A pessimist is someone who believes that things will always turn out for the worst.<br /><br />They are both right about half the time, and wrong about half the time. The difference is that the optimist has a far more enjoyable time while he’s at it."CJ Stonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980661005380997141noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9752993.post-56636925141392811002010-11-14T23:23:00.000+00:002010-11-14T23:23:43.803+00:00Save Whitstable and Herne Bay Delivery Offices<a href="http://hubpages.com/hub/Save-Whitstable-and-Herne-Bay-Delivery-Offices">Save Whitstable and Herne Bay Delivery Offices</a>: "The same technology which has cut into the letters business also allows customers to buy books and other large items over the internet. Ebay and Amazon have replaced utility bills and personal letters as the Royal Mail’s main business."CJ Stonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980661005380997141noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9752993.post-47370704996365525972010-10-24T19:50:00.000+00:002010-10-24T19:50:11.998+00:00The Castle Grounds Whitstable: No Spirit of Place<a href="http://hubpages.com/hub/The-Castle-Grounds-Whitstable-Spirit-of-Place">The Castle Grounds Whitstable: No Spirit of Place</a>: "I miss the wooded area over by the road, which has been replaced by what appears to be a garden centre, and the weird bit of box hedging around the statue of the Milk Maid, which served no purpose whatsoever, but was quaintly eccentric in an old-fashioned, English sort of way."CJ Stonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980661005380997141noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9752993.post-67073420577710261172010-10-20T18:59:00.000+00:002010-10-20T18:59:51.536+00:00The Hypostasis of the Archons: Gnosticism, The Roman Empire and the Myth of Christ<a href="http://hubpages.com/hub/The-Hypostasis-of-the-Archons">The Hypostasis of the Archons: Gnosticism, The Roman Empire and the Myth of Christ</a>: "The archons imprint their model on us, their dead world. That’s what we see through the eyes of the ego: a dead world. A world of objects, of things, bereft of life, hollow, empty, meaningless. A world ripe only for exploitation. A purely economic world. A world in which some humans have the power of life or death over others, a world where we can go to war for possession of a commodity. A world in which men and women, adults and children are slaughtered for the economic benefit of a few."CJ Stonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980661005380997141noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9752993.post-12245016718275921862010-09-12T17:38:00.001+00:002010-09-14T17:24:22.834+00:00Landscape and Possession<a href="http://hubpages.com/hub/Romania-Landscape-and-Possession">Landscape and Possession</a>: "When a ghost enters a man we say he is possessed.<br /><br />But what if he is already possessed and he no longer knows it?<br /><br />What if the mind that he carries around in his head isn’t his real mind at all?<br /><br />What if it isn’t just one man, but all of humanity that is possessed? Possessed by the demon of possession, in fact, by the mistaken belief that anyone can ever own anything."CJ Stonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980661005380997141noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9752993.post-85291178369041659972010-09-12T17:37:00.000+00:002010-09-12T17:37:26.073+00:00The Trouble with HubPages<a href="http://hubpages.com/hub/The-Trouble-with-HubPages">The Trouble with HubPages</a>: "The pressure is on for self-promotion. I’m sure you get people sitting up all night writing some generic comments on as many hubs as they can find in order to promote their own hubs. This must make for some very awkward relationships as on-line self-promoters promote themselves on other on-line self-promoters self-promoting hubs. Who’s promoting who here?"CJ Stonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980661005380997141noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9752993.post-40086317222659179182010-08-21T06:09:00.000+00:002010-08-21T06:10:59.984+00:00We do the work. Someone else takes the wealth.Economics is easy to understand. <a href="http://hubpages.com/topics/politics-and-social-issues/economy-and-government/distribution-of-wealth/4767">Wealth</a> comes from human beings. It’s as simple as that. It comes from human beings engaging with nature in an intelligent and productive way in order to make all of the things we want and need. <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Labor_theory_of_value">It is work that makes wealth</a>.<br /><br />Read more here: <a href="http://hubpages.com/hub/We-do-the-work-Someone-else-takes-the-wealth">http://hubpages.com/hub/We-do-the-work-Someone-else-takes-the-wealth</a>CJ Stonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980661005380997141noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9752993.post-45160118746901946112008-11-09T20:04:00.000+00:002008-11-09T20:06:51.726+00:00The End Of The World As We Know It<p><strong>You may have heard people talk about 2012. Some people say it is the year when the world will end.</strong></p><p><em><strong>By Steve Andrews & CJ Stone</strong></em><script type="text/javascript">- google_ad_client = "ca-pub-2019673842976488"; google_ad_width = 468; google_ad_height = 60; google_ad_format = "468x60_as"; google_ad_type = "text_image"; google_ad_channel = "8655107340+4966813134+4692233971+1242599561+8319780813"; google_color_border = "f4f4f4"; google_color_bg = "999999"; google_color_link = "000000"; google_color_url = "000000"; google_color_text = "ffffff"; google_ui_features = "rc:0"; google_alternate_ad_url = "http://hubpages.com/google_adsense_script.html"; //--</script> <script type="text/javascript" src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js"> </script><script> window.google_render_ad(); </script><br /></p><p><a href="http://hubpages.com/hub/The-End-Of-The-World-As-We-Know-It">http://hubpages.com/hub/The-End-Of-The-World-As-We-Know-It</a> </p><script type="text/javascript"><!-- yieldbuild_client = 774; yieldbuild_loc = "fullfold"; yieldbuild_layout = "hub_12345"; yieldbuild_options = { titanium: true, google_adclient: "ca-pub-2019673842976488", google_channels: "4692233971+1242599561+8319780813", cj_pid: "5335845462", ypn: "1586517541" } //--></script> <script type="text/javascript" src="http://yieldbuild.com/s_ad.js"> </script>CJ Stonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980661005380997141noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9752993.post-29849221395467003702008-11-09T10:19:00.004+00:002008-11-09T10:24:11.818+00:00The Power of the Light<div id="mod_1684228" class="module moduleText color0"><div style="" class="txtd" id="txtd_1684228"> <p><em>CJ Stone tries an alternative therapy that is set to cleanse his soul and aura. The question is: is he evolved enough to step into the light...?</em></p> <p><a href="http://http//hubpages.com/hub/The-Power-of-the-Light">http://hubpages.com/hub/The-Power-of-the-Light</a></p></div></div>CJ Stonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980661005380997141noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9752993.post-60638303723908503362008-11-09T10:18:00.002+00:002008-11-09T10:26:34.184+00:00Hair Pie<p><em>Crosby Stills Nash and Young sang a song about it. In those days hair was a revolutionary statement. But what's its purpose? That's the question on </em><strong>CJ Stone's </strong><em>mind.</em></p><p><em><br /></em></p>http://hubpages.com/hub/Hair-Pie<p><em><br /></em> </p><script type="text/javascript"><!-- yieldbuild_client = 1; yieldbuild_loc = "fullfold"; yieldbuild_layout = "hub_12345"; yieldbuild_options = { titanium: true, google_adclient: "pub-6958755572607374", google_channels: "6863403897+5970306424", cj_pid: "5335845462", ypn: "1586517541" } //--></script> <script type="text/javascript" src="http://yieldbuild.com/s_ad.js"> </script><div id="boonity_fullfold" style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; width: 520px;"> <script language="JavaScript"> <!-- var rnd = Math.round(Math.random()*10000000); document.writeln('<iframe src="http://media.adrevolver.com/adrevolver/banner?place=19316&cpy='+rnd+'" width="468" height="60" scrolling="no" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0"></iframe>'); //--> </script><iframe src="http://media.adrevolver.com/adrevolver/banner?place=19316&cpy=14787" allowtransparency="true" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" width="468">&amp;amp;lt;br /&amp;amp;gt;</iframe> </div>CJ Stonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980661005380997141noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9752993.post-37754171554330956632008-11-09T10:16:00.000+00:002008-11-09T10:17:34.345+00:00You Can Write To King ArthurKing Arthur is this ex-biker, ex-soldier, ex-builder (not necessarily in that order) who had a brainstorm back in the eighties and decided he was King Arthur, after which he donned a white frock and a circlet, and has been causing various kinds of trouble ever since. <p>I wrote a book with him once.</p>http://hubpages.com/hub/You-Can-Write-To-King-ArthurCJ Stonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980661005380997141noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9752993.post-45990124837344983842008-11-09T10:14:00.000+00:002008-11-09T10:16:00.934+00:00LSD RefugeesI've just taken LSD. For the first time in 25 years. That little brown drop of liquid, placed on the end of my finger and ingested some 30 minutes ago, is about to play havoc with my sense of self...<br /><br />http://hubpages.com/hub/LSD-RefugeesCJ Stonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980661005380997141noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9752993.post-29616147301395099522008-11-09T10:13:00.000+00:002008-11-09T10:14:40.475+00:00Columns III: War and AsylumIn the controversy surrounding the issue of asylum seekers, we tend to forget some of the very real human stories that lie behind it. It's too easy to see it as an "issue" and to forget that these people are human beings, with mothers and fathers, sons and daughters, sisters and brothers who love them, with hopes and aspirations just like ours, who suffer just like us, who laugh just like us, who dream just like us, and who die just like us.<br /><br />http://hubpages.com/hub/Whitstable-Times-Columns-IICJ Stonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980661005380997141noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9752993.post-12460976453439110992008-11-09T10:08:00.001+00:002008-11-09T10:09:02.362+00:00Baghdad Girl<p><strong>She is fifteen years </strong>old and she has just finished her exams. She likes cats. She has a blog which consists almost entirely of pictures of cute little kittens rolling about on well-tended lawns, or relaxing, stretching and yawning, or playing with balls of wool. She is like most teenage girls the whole world over.</p><p>Her name is Raghda Zaid and she lives in the United Arab Emirates. She used to live in Baghdad.</p>http://hubpages.com/hub/Baghdad-GirlCJ Stonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980661005380997141noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9752993.post-18070777774131105342008-11-09T10:06:00.000+00:002008-11-09T10:07:36.944+00:00Columns IV: Welcome to the Future<p>These days we seem to be under the quaint illusion that the progress of civilisation is the same as technological innovation.</p> <p>Every day there are hundreds of new products on the market; from mobile phones that take your picture, to palm-top computers the size of cigarette packets; from cars without pistons, to video streaming; from vacuum cleaners without dust bags, to "Blue Tooth" technology that allows you to use your computer in any location. All of this is seen as "progressive", as if the accumulation of more and more gadgets was really the measure of human worth.</p>http://hubpages.com/hub/Welcome-To-The-FutureCJ Stonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980661005380997141noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9752993.post-75463399268681435972008-11-09T10:04:00.000+00:002008-11-09T10:06:10.778+00:00Computer TroublesI’m very worried about my computer. It’s been doing some very odd things of late. I tell it to do one thing and it does something else. It’s like a recalcitrant teenager throwing a permanent paddy, stamping its foot and going off in a virtual sulk.<br /><br />http://hubpages.com/hub/Computer-TroublesCJ Stonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980661005380997141noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9752993.post-47297542429284180372008-11-09T10:03:00.003+00:002010-11-18T13:20:19.781+00:00Atlantis<p>“<strong>...for these histories tell of a mighty power which unprovoked made an expedition against the whole of </strong><strong>Europe and Asia, and to which your city put an end. This power came forth out of the Atlantic Ocean, for in those days the Atlantic was navigable… Now in this island of Atlantis</strong><strong> there was a great and wonderful empire which had rule over the whole island and several others…</strong>”</p> <p><em>With these words, from the dialogue of Timaeus, written in about 360 BC, the philosopher Plato would unwittingly launch a deluge of speculation, investigation, argument and counter-argument, that has lasted the better part of 2,500 years.</em></p><a href="http://hubpages.com/hub/Atlantis">http://hubpages.com/hub/Atlantis</a>CJ Stonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980661005380997141noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9752993.post-31939839290952697412008-11-09T10:03:00.001+00:002008-11-09T10:03:32.613+00:00Samhain and CiderSamhain. Halloween. The season of darkness. Grim clouds scutter like thin grey rags under a sombre sky. This is the time of the ancestors, the time of the ancients, when spirits roam the land. The time of the dark awakening.<br /><br />http://hubpages.com/hub/Samhain-and-CiderCJ Stonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980661005380997141noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9752993.post-10311004696784773742008-11-09T10:01:00.000+00:002008-11-09T10:02:27.131+00:00Vlad the Impaler“Tepes” means “Impaler”. He got his name because impaling was his preferred method of execution. This is how it was done. The victim had his legs yanked apart, by horses attached to ropes, and then a sharpened stake about the size of a fist was inserted between the buttocks, up the anus. The stake was greased with pig-fat to allow ease of inserting, and to stop the body shock that might cause the victim to die too quickly....<br /><br />http://hubpages.com/hub/Vlad-the-ImpalerCJ Stonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980661005380997141noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9752993.post-34915536309542903282008-11-09T10:00:00.001+00:002008-11-09T10:00:50.294+00:00Angels of New YorkWe came in on the George Washington Bridge on the Interstate, but you could see the city long before that, from deep inside New Jersey somewhere, the jagged line of skyscrapers flashing between the hills and trees...<br /><br />http://hubpages.com/hub/Angels-of-New-York-Part-ICJ Stonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980661005380997141noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9752993.post-65432197890191251692008-09-07T09:34:00.001+00:002008-09-07T09:36:18.743+00:00Sweet NothingsThey are just here, that’s all, in this place of borders, on the threshold of becoming. What do their faces tell us? Are they sisters? Are they friends? It’s not clear, even, when these photographs were taken. There is an archaic quality about them, as if the camera is a time machine and we’re looking through the lens to another time, another era, maybe a century ago.<br /><br /> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><a href="http://hubpages.com/hub/Sweet-Nothings-The-Small-Schoolgirls-of-the-Borderlands-in-Eastern-Anatolia-by-Vanessa-Winship-A-Review">http://hubpages.com/hub/Sweet-Nothings-The-Small-Schoolgirls-of-the-Borderlands-in-Eastern-Anatolia-by-Vanessa-Winship-A-Review</a></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <b><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana; color: black;" lang="EN-GB"><br /> <!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--><br /> <!--[endif]--></span></b>CJ Stonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980661005380997141noreply@blogger.com0