Beyond the Sphere

I’m a little busy at the moment, but I just have enough time to write my post for today.

Occasionally, I turn my bathroom into a makeshift laboratory. Nothing like those that you see in any mad professor’s lair in a horror movie or TV show or anything, but, at times, it works well, I’m pleased to say.

Most times it works well.

Sometimes, it doesn’t. The time before last I ended up getting stuck in the bath in a blue quick drying cement that should have been bubble bath. I managed to get out of that predicament, and vowed never to do anything like that again.

And I haven’t.

Not like that.

I can’t bring myself to write about what happened last time. Not yet, anyway. But I can write about my latest experiment.

To say I need to lose a few pounds isn’t exactly stretching the truth. With winter coming on, I don’t have as much time to turn the top of my landing into a Super Gym, so my muscles don’t get the work out they are so accustomed to. I can do my workouts at the weekend, but that’s all. As a result, I have become something of a ‘podge’.

The other day, I had the idea of inventing a drink, a fruit flavoured drink, that would instantly (well, within a few hours) completely burn up those extra fat cells, and give the old muscles a kind of mini work out.

Today – this evening in fact – I set my plan into action.

I liquidised some strawberries, and a banana. I like strawberries and bananas so thought I’d use both for this drink. I could have gone for orange and melon, but maybe next time for them.

I then boiled up some diet lemonade – the cloudy lemonade, not the clear stuff – and measured a litre out into a sterilised bucket. I then added the liquid fruit, and my completely confidential weight loss formula. This formula is available in all good supermarkets, but if my idea is a success I’ll not mention what it is just yet. When I refer to the formula, I mean the components to it – it isn’t one thing, you understand.

Anyway, I was blending away in the laboratory in the bathroom, and the mixture became a nice peachy shade of orange. The smell that came from it was exquisite… like a fresh fruit salad. I blended some more, using both an old wooden spoon and a rolling pin.

I didn’t intend to use the rolling pin, but for some reason my mind was elsewhere when I started and I had grabbed the rolling pin instead of the spoon. I couldn’t be bothered going back to the kitchen again for the spoon and started stirring with the rolling pin. When I realised this wasn’t working I had to get the spoon anyway.

So, using the spoon in my left hand and the rolling pin in my right, I stirred ambidextrously, which worked very well indeed.

The bubbles from the lemonade had been removed during boiling, but one component of my special formula caused more intense bubbles to appear within the mixture. Bubbles the size of apples were popping out of the bucket.

I had to continue stirring, and eventually, the liquid thinned again and went back to its lemonade consistency, with the peachy colour and normal sized bubbles.

I’d decided the mixture was ready.

It was time to try the drink.

I got myself a small glass, and filled it almost to the top with the fruity drink. Holding the glass up to the light, I could see through the liquid, so it was clear and peachy, and lemony, strawberry-y and banana-y.

It didn’t taste at all bad. It was lovely in fact. Really refreshing, with a bit of a zing that would make anyone sing! I drank the glass really quickly, and helped myself to another one.

It tickled my throat as it went down.

I looked into the mirror and noticed it wasn’t the drink tickling my throat. It was my teeth. Somehow, the drink has caused hair to suddenly grow out of my teeth, and it was that what was tickling my throat as I swallowed, not the delicious fruity drink.

Shocked, I reached for my razor and quickly shaved the hair from my teeth, which in turn quickly grew back. I shaved them again, and the hair reappeared, but this time not as quickly. So the shaving was slowly working.

And this brings me to now, and why I’m so busy. I’m having to shave my teeth every fifteen minutes now, so will have to dash again in a minute, but the effect is gradually fading now. Hopefully by tomorrow, I shall have normal teeth again.

I’ll get back to you on the weight-loss properties!

(Originally posted on 24th October 2012)

Dear The Word Happy,
Such a cheerful word you are! I feel delighted every time I see you, even ecstatic at times! You invoke jubilant, pleasant and upbeat emotions which add to the Feel Good factor no end, and we here at Beyond the Sphere love to Feel Good! Thank you for being such a convivial word!

Dear The Word Convivial,
You roll pleasantly off the tongue. Such a fun and bouncy word, you deserve your own letter!

Dear Inner Typist,
Dear Fingers, to call you by your proper name, you do make me smile with your typos… but ‘thonge’ for ‘tongue’? I know the letters are close together on the keyboard, but they aren’t that close together in comparison for the word being typed. Still, thanks for the chortle!

Dear Spring,
I see signs of you sneaking in everywhere now! Thank you for your discreet entrance… however be aware that Winter is still hanging about.

Dear Longer Days,
So much better to see more Sunshine! Sunshine! Just the word brightens up the place, and yes, brings in the Feel Good factor. It’s nice to still see daylight at 6pm nowadays.

Dear Temptations,
I know you are teasing me into Feeling a different kind of Good… but I really am trying to Feel Good on my own, thank you very much. I will feel much happier when you stop tempting me. Just letting you know.

Dear Inspiration,
I’m looking forward to hearing more from you. I’m happier when you spring into my thoughts, out of the blue, so I can get really creative and caught up in the moment. Would you mind making me a little happier and calling by a little more frequently? Thank you.

Dear Negative Thoughts,
Would you mind awfully moving out of the way to allow more good and inspirational thoughts in? You serve your purpose as a means of balance, but you do not need to linger around once you have appeared. Your space will be better filled with inspiration anyway!

Dear Dreams,
Please call by and fill my mind with more good thoughts and ideas, more often of you can do it! And please flick the ‘remember me’ switch when you’re done and on your way out. I find it frustrating when the dream has been fabulously good, and I remember it being fabulously good, and I don’t remember what the dream was about! I’ll feel much happier when the sleep side of me is just as inspirational as the awake side.

And Finally, Dear Blogland,
It’s Friday! It’s a day to Feel Happy! Actually, every day is a day to feel happy, if you can allow yourself to do so. Even for a minute or two… just allow it! It’ll grow and grow. Like magic! If, however, you always feel happy on a Friday or any other day, continue to do so… or allow even more happiness in! There’s more than enough to go around… so go on, Blogland… Everyone… grab yourself a whole big bunch of happiness and remember to PASS IT ON!

Thank you for reading,

P.S. I thought I’d end this edition with a mere happiness quote…

… well, we are all of us, each and everyone, a creator and should be able to find or create happiness in everything that we do.

Originally posted on 9th March 2018

Cheat the system
Take a leap of faith
Reap rewards
With a smile on your face
Climb to heights
Of which you dream
But act gracefully
No need to preen
Look around
Take in what you see
Calmly does it
While others flee
Seal your future
With a single truth
You own your life
And it’s not uncouth
So when sirens sound
However feeble you feel
Lean on your Inner Strength
Make your changes real

Originally posted on 8th January 2017

Freedom in silence
Cold wind keeps senses alert
Invigorated

Beauty all around
Fluffy clouds float by below
Rejuvenated

Openness ahead
Past, present, future all one
Amalgamated

(Originally posted 29th August 2017)

Not really, but Happy September!

Hare(!) are some of the white rabbits that have hopped along this year since February.

On the last day of the month, I usually post the next part of my Agents of Darkness storyline. Due to my little blogging break, it means I will miss this month’s post, so instead I post a quick filler. The Sinster’s wearing face masks. Well, we’re all in this together, so I don’t see why my characters can’t be either!

I wear my mask whenever I have to. It’s actually a horrible sight, seeing everyone wearing masks when out shopping, but better that than having the infection rates soaring. It’s an even worse sight seeing people wear their masks under their chin… it does make me wonder what these people are thinking when they do that. Another sign of the times are the discarded face masks that litter the roads, but I’m not even going there. I am on a blogging break, after all!

Anyhoo… the Sinsters will be back at the end of September, and I shall be back properly the week after next or thereabouts! I’ll be keeping the posts topped up in the meantime, and popping into Blogland when I can.

Remember: it isn’t political to wear a mask… it’s common sense!

A selection of photos from past One Word Sunday posts:

Movement (24th February 2019)

Circle (17th June 2018)

Underfoot (19th July 2017)

Wet (1st October 2017)

Asleep (8th April 2018)

Baleful (1st April 2018)

Literal (22nd April 2018)

Debbie hosts One Word Sunday over on her blog Travel With Intent. I’m not taking part in this week’s challenge, but please visit her site to see how other bloggers interpret this week’s theme.

Are we here for a reason?

Or are we merely just here?

Do we work well with society?

Or do we just fit in?

Can we really achieve better things?

Or live with what we have?

Six Questions for Six Word Saturday.

(Originally posted on 9th March 2019)

What’s this? A new post on Beyond the Sphere? What is the world coming to?

Anon said I’d heard Beyond the Sphere had become a reblogging site, posting only old posts and no new content.

Mr X said I suppose it makes sense to repost old material from time to time, but for a whole week? And on Beyond the Sphere, of all places? Unheard of!

Mrs G said I won’t be visiting Beyond the Sphere again if they are only reposting old stuff. I come here for new content, not outdated posts.

Dr No said Although I enjoy a trip down memory lane like the next man, reading old posts doesn’t feel the same as reading a new post, even if I haven’t read the post before. It’s the last line ‘Originally posted on…’ that does it for me. It spoils the buzz.

H said I’m happy reading any post on Beyond the Sphere, old or new! At least I can get to read something without having to search through a decade’s worth of posts to find it.

I think it’s time for a quick explanation for my current absence from Blogland.

Z said Another absence? You’re always on a blogging break!

Thank you, Z. I’m not always on a blogging break, but I am for the time being. Only for a week or two to recharge my batteries. I’m not away away, by the way. I pop in every now and again, to see the latest post in the reader, but I am away where it comes to replying to comments or posting new stuff. That will all return soon, however!

When I return, I’ll have lots to catch up on… replying to comments… commenting… posting… catching up on my favourite storylines on other blogs… catching up with other bloggers… seeing great photographs and creations… learning new things! It all happens in Blogland, so I can’t stay away for too long. And, the place is so inspirational that goes without saying… even though I just did!

So, if like Anon, Mr X, Mrs G, Dr No and H, you’ve missed me around Blogland, this is a very brief explanation why. There may be a few more reposts before I return, selected by a very advanced algorithm of my own making, which works a lot better than a few of the more recent algorithms we’ve heard about. They are picked at random.

Worry not! I will be back and replying etc very soon. Until then, take care!

And Happy Friday!

The dark. The cool. The shade.

It’s late.

I’m alone.

Footsteps ahead.
I hide. Crouching silently. Waiting patiently.
Twigs crack. Birds squawk. Eyes narrow.

I watch. I stare.
It’s now. Or never.
I stretch. I pounce. I reach. I flex. I grab.

I miss.

Next time. I’ll feed.

I’m hungry.

(Originally posted 26th February 2015)

The Land of Nod beckoned. Stars shone brightly in an almost clear and endless sky, each one representing someone’s dream; someone’s hope. The island sparkled in the starlight, frozen on the horizon, frozen in time. The Land of Nod. Eternal gateway to the Realm of Dreams, accessed only occasionally by souls travelling as their host bodies slept. Some remember their visits there, trying to revisit as often as they can. Others merely recall snippets… snapshots… fragmented memories and out of order recollections of a magnificent surreal reality. The icy waters lap the shoreline, gently ebbing and flowing, gently passing the time and gently reflecting both the wonder and the fluid nature of the imagination.

Originally posted on 30th January 2017.

Almost impossible to see through the darkness of night
The Star Shadows edge where there’s no defined light
They dissolve the shade so it blends away fine
And mix in starlight so there’s no solid line
For seconds they work, creating nothing to see
Softening night’s darkness
Leaving light free

(Originally posted on 10th September 2018)