Bullet Train to the Braes

It's no coincidence (there are no coincidences!) that the day I arrive at the train station only to find that the train people are on strike (again) and there are no trains I see big Brad's mugshot on the side of two buses advertizing his latest romp/caper in the film Bullet Train. I should have taken a photo to prove it but I didn't. But who cares. It was another moment of serendipity (and there are plenty on these pastoral excursions au velo) and so I was happy. And so, having the bike with me, I took off via Cathcart, Simshill the milk of the castle (Castlemilk), up to the seat on top of the valley (Queen Mary's apparently). It was only an hour and on coming back via Croftfoot (a new way back) boy oh boy what discoveries were to be found along the way....

































Castlemilk (The Braes) Shopping Centre has seen better days... but check out those mosaics!

















Passing through (Mount) Florida, bike & beer.... say no more ;)


Vision is Everything

I always chuckle when I hear the word short-sighted. 'You're having a laugh,' I say. 'You can see the sun, can't you?' But seriously, think about it. How far can you actually see? Is your vision infinite if there is no friction to stop it? Last night I saw the moon and was transfixed at how far I could see. And then I realised earlier on I had seen the sun which is far more distant than the moon. I then thought of the other senses. Hearing for instance. Why can I not hear to the moon? Is it because there is nothing to hear but silence or is there too much 'friction' in between my ears and the moon? Maybe I can hear to the moon, or even the sun. Maybe my hearing too, like my eyesight and vision, is infinite. But then I think of my sense of smell. Surely, that isn't infinite, for if it were I would be overloaded with the olfactory. So, maybe your vision is unique amongst the senses in that it is infinite already, and the only reason you appear to be unaware of this is because there is too much 'friction' (and perhaps fiction) in your life. This friction is 'heat' and 'excitement' and 'pleasure' and 'that which chafes' (Being). Yet, if you manage to remain unchafed and cool, as is your aboriginal condition, everything would appear to man as it is - infinite. And then that vision will be transmuted into wisdom.