Zeitghost - Dominik The Polish Ghost

We have a Polish ghost called Dominik living in our flat. British ghosts have reacted angrily to Polish ghosts "coming over here taking our British ghost's jobs". After all, the British ghosts are undoubtedly classic, though over-exposure and commercial cheapening through guided tours in places like Edinburgh have faded the image of the British ghost.

Dominik hangs out mostly in the hall, occasionally causing a shadow in the light passing under the door to the living room. None of this really bothers us as he's a friendly Polish ghost who loves his family and friends. Dominik often visits his family in Poland.

I was recently enlightened by Dominik on the dangers of ghost travel, and the effects of high altitude (low pressure) flights on ghosts. As the diagram below shows, the higher the ghost is in the atmosphere, the more it begins to resemble a map of Ireland.

Dominik also informs me that at high altitude 'The Cloud' super-ghost has been absorbing ghosts, expanding with the ghosting data it obtains, and slowly morphing into The World Map haunting all our futures.

We Are The Aliens

Mars once had an atmosphere a little like our own meaning that water could exist in liquid form (there have been dead rivers and ice found - they say). Liquid water is essential for the biological process of building up proteins from amino acids (think of it as the 'cement' of the bricks of life - water is the cement and the proteins are the bricks).

The atmosphere on Mars was caused in the same way as Earth - a magnetic field from the north and south poles protects us from The Sun's scorching solar wind. This field is caused by the spinning molten core inside Earth (the core is molten as it is still cooling from when The Earth formed).

Mars is smaller than Earth and so the core has cooled faster - this means Mars' molten core has (nearly) solidified and the spinning molten volume is too small to provide a strong enough magnetic field to protect it from the solar wind. Because of this, at some time in the past, Mars' atmosphere collapsed and the water (and maybe life) dried up.

So when did this happen? - about 3.5 billion years ago? - about the same time life first formed on Earth?
A coincidence too far maybe, but planetary transfer or spitting may have occurred in the catastrophic death of Mars. A death that may have been the spark that fused The Earth's primeval soup, and the death that was the beginning of life on Earth.

In short, 'We are the Aliens'.



One final question:
Can a theory - a thought - change the future of the past?

Special K Theory of Relativity

Everything is Irrelevant.
Under intense interrogation by a really cool spot super-detective dude, Sunday is slightly less boring. A visionary, role model and super cool dude more relevant than everything.

Fear, Fables and Freedom

A Bug's Life - Understanding Humans

Once upon a time there was a lonely ant.
He'd got lost from the colony where he worked.
The ant had everything an ant could ever want
...and more.

The colony grew and progress was fast, though the ant was troubled as he could not understand his instinctive urges.

One night he wandered alone beyond the leaves, these leaves diminishing by the day but necessary for the colony survival.

The lonely ant had no plan,
and met a pretty ladybird in the distant grasses.

I'm not sure where the story ends.
I hope they have many adventures and live happily ever after.

Three Wise Men & the Prodigal Sun

A fairytale I wrote for my friends' birthdays.

Command and Copper - Napkin Rising

I think I've unwittingly started a war with Alan who runs my work deli. Firstly, he turned up in a dream to tell me off for taking too many napkins. The next day we exchanged a knowing glance as I reached for the napkins and withdrew just one.

To counter I decided to offload as much copper coins as possible in my morning purchase. A preemptive strike before the psychological mind dance we do over how many napkins I take.

I think he has become wise to this and is now bombarding me with such shrapnel copper when I require change. In response I reach into my copper jar every morning thus ensuring my ensuing victory. Victory to Falon Gong!

I also think Alan is the one who pushes me into the falling dream.