Too much pressure!!! Too much pressure!!!

There will soon be a society of Martix souls, not able to connect with another person on any kind of level.
we will all eat, sleep, and have social lives online.
(I must admit that is very much me - as it's so much easier, you don't have to look nice, you don't have to be slim, fit and cool and dandy. You don't have to leave home, and noone cares who you are in the real life... Ok - most people don't, but it's not many of them left there...)

We lost ourselves and our ability to be somehow emphatic. We are not able to support our friends in pain, unless we can translate it to our own past.

Where are we heading to?

It will come out sooner or later that I am BIT crazy, so I guess I can mention this one (again).
I have been reading about the spirits on a druid forum and I remembered immediately.
I've seen ghosts. Every time I did I was scared to death. I even screamed.
This probably means I am not ready to perceive any of it and my mind shouldn't have opened itself to all of this. Or that I am seriously deranged (which probably is the case here...)

It started happening when I moved to UK. Maybe it's so much fungal thing in the air, it's so damp here after all... I don't know.
Or maybe it's because s many people lived here (look at UK now - there is far to many people living on one km2 - how do we manage living here like sardines in a can?). If so many people live here, many people die here... that would give me a bigger chance to see a ghost... if they exist...

Should I go to the psychiatrist if I feel weird things? Should I tell someone I see ghosts sometimes? Should I be scared of feeling other sources of energy in the room, when there's only me present?

Am I more crazy than I thought?

I couldn't help to show people at work how we celebrate 6 December.
On 6 December Santa comes to all the children - the good ones get sweets and some little parcels, and the naughty ones get a stick!
Everyone at work got sweets and a stick from Santa!
And then later on in the evening - when we had our little "Christmas Dinner" - Julka got her first stocking ever!

Now this is cool and dandy!

I will have to plan mixed, multi cultural Christmas this year now, that I have got the stocking!

I decided (thanks to some friends:)) to try and get back to taking photos and playing with them.
I had to install Photoshop back on my computer and try to remember what's what... Far to much for my blond head (although I thought some red hair - artificial intelligence would help...). I forget things so much it is pretty scary.
That's why I got angry at myself when I wasn't ablt to get the photos right, and sharp. This will be visible, but anyway - I promised pics of my cats, so there they are:

This is Kotah - she is the angel one, doesn't bite, doesn't scratch and talks a lot...








This is Moomin - she is the devil one, likes to attack Kotah, scratches me as hell, makes mess and is ver very naughty!








But whatever I say, I still like both my cats. I keep saying that when I am old will have twenty cats. And Ian (from work) says this is good, as people will not be able to tell whether I smell of piss because of the cats then...


Another thing that is happening a lot is Mr Jacek lying in the bed all the time











planning extremely complicated things:











which then on the computer look like that:











Of course this is not the only thing Mr Jacek is doing in his spare time. Second (or maybe first - I am not too sure) most important thing is his drum set, which is abused on daily basis which makes me want to scream and hit him in the head with a metal spoon (of the large variety):

























And then there is me at some point somewhere in the mirror:












And as a last thing - the Christmas Pixie.
To make me feel the magick of Christmas a good month ahead!
















I will put some pictures of the caterpillar soon as well, so you know what I meant.
Have all a good evening!

PS. apologies about the sharpness of these, I need to remind myself how to use the camera

I am presuming there isn't much difference in the meaning of above words in English, and that's why I was "told" at work, that being a naturalist-pagan I am "believing" in Nature.
I am aware that I should stop getting crossed at certain kind of people who can talk more than me. People who are ALWAYS right

I mean, c'mon - I should probably be greatful for letting me know I am stupid and I have faith in nature:)

In Polish faith is "wiara" and believe is "wierzyc" - all from the same word, but if you say you believe someone, they will not feel like new god, that you suddenly began to worship! English people have TWO words, one for each meaning and they still get it wrong. How can you have faith in Nature, when you can see it? You can see what it behaves like, you can see the cycles, Nature is predictable!

The big power in which most poeple believe (and they often like to call it God) - is certainly NOT PREDICTABLE AT ALL.
And that's why I don't go this way - I prefer to believe the power is in me and only I can decide on my fate...

But at the ond of another day full of physical pain (and being called by my boss a crying wolf) I started thinking - maybe at the end I do believe in something... I remembered that times when I could see ghosts. I believe they exist, but I don't believe in them the "faithful" way - I don't have to put my faith into it, as I SAW THEM WITH MY OWN EYES, there is nothing to believe here - I saw the proof.

That way there is only one thing that's left for me to believe in - and that's ME!