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Dutch kisses for the English Queen.

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Yes, the Dutch King and Queen visited the English Queen. A real state visit with all the glitter, diamonds and Royal procedures. Prior to the state visit, the Royal Couple met some Dutch residents of the United Kingdom. At the Dutch residence, they mainly talked about themes that currently characterize the close relationship between the two countries. The King and Queen talked with Dutch entrepreneurs, academics, Dutch people who are active in the creative sector, volunteers within the Dutch community and Dutch people who are concerned about the consequences of Brexit. It’s a token of friendship to bring a present. Queen Wilhelmina gave 37 horses when she visited, Beatrix brought one horse and now Willem Alexander... a little bronze statue of a horse. Queen Maxima had a few dozen specially designed bags. They were nice, light bags made out of recycled linen from old PTT (Royal Post, Telephone and Telegraph) mailbags. They were developed to transport schoolbooks, but don’t look like...

The unidentifiable beauty of a flexible God

I do respect everybody’s freedom of religion but it won’t be a surprise that my sympathy goes out to the most forgiven ones and especially those who adjust their interpretation, of books once written down, when gained knowledge and wisdom required them to do so. The bible is moderated thru times by religious leaders according to their views even up until the ultimate censorship of deciding which book they thought would fit the bible and which did not because of the inconvenience of having contradictional manuscripts. Especially in times when women still were seen as property, there’s no doubt that if it had been a conclave with partly women, the bible would have had a complete other appearance that it has now. That’s just a problem I personally have with putting together a bunch of historic manuscripts and not being open for debate when other equally important manuscripts are found. Besides the tremendous wealth of some religious “leading churches” while their flog is starving in some ...

The unidentifiable beauty of experience

It’s been almost a month. Four weeks of trying to live as “biological” as possible. The appreciation for the sawdust making life has grown tremendously over this time. It made me realize that being conscious of the consequences that your way of living effects the environment is a necessity, but the way of dealing with it is a personal journey of figuring out what measures are the right ones in daily living situations. Making a big mess of the landscape as a result of denying yourself and your farm animals of any modern techniques and products that might have a “bad” influence on nature, (including WIFI and cleaning products) is just not my “cup of tea”. I’m not blessed with a structured mind, as a matter of fact, I have a tendency to let chaos take over. That said, there is a limit and it’s reached when I start to feel uncomfortable and experience a force inside to clean things up, get it straight. Being in this little chaotic paradise with free running (shitting) chickens, hiding th...

The unidentifiable beauty in a Sunday morning blues

First foot out, touching reality. Live underneath a blanket, safeguarded confidentiality. Second foot exposed, strike two for the floor. No hiding from the cold, it's not a poetic metaphor. Slowly bending over, first sock on. Can’t find the second one, an early morning phenomenon. Twenty steps away from coffee, the battle starts again. No noise or swearing, got to act like a gentleman. Kettle on the stove, the weather forecast on TV. Deliberately empty bottle, Repsol is terrorising me. Decisions are to be made, back to bed or be a man. Changing the orange bottle, or go back to where all began. The sun is out, it won’t be cold, A one socked naked body, embarrassment to be unfold. While manhood retracts, carrying a heavy load. Eyes starring from a window, last bit of pride is swallowed. Connected orange energy, flames underneath a kettle. The smell of brewing coffee, worthwhile the early morning battle. Brown gold poured, seeing different...

The unidentifiable protection by walls

It is one of mankind’s biggest achievements, the invention of walls. It took a while before the human race started thinking about the concept of stagging rocks up vertically or putting branches close enough together in the ground to make a barrier. The ones indoctrinated with the excuse for being unable to explain the diversity and complexity of nature, called religion, will certainly be aware of the fact that if “God” had created walls from the beginning, Eve would have never been able to reach the forbidden fruit. Walls led to the invention of ladders, scaffolding, stairs and later on even elevators. Once the concept of putting a roof on a few walls, to have shelter from rain and cold, got embraced by men, “housing” became the norm for being a part of a society. Although there’s nothing natural about 4 walls, some windows and a door, being “homeless” excludes a person from respect and makes him or her non-existing. You can’t be an individual human being if you don’t have a registered...

The identifiable fact of being bloody serious.

“Not Just Sawdust, Não Só Serradura, because it isn't just that. It's the evidence reflecting the relentless urge to create, the proverbial blood of that beautiful material nature provides us with. It's the sharp teeth that cut, the subdued mind that finds out what a piece of wood harbours in itself”. I wrote this a long time ago for my website. At first site, sawdust looks just waste during the process of creating, but with the expansion of biological solutions in all kinds of fields, it became a sought-after, sellable product.  Now I don’t mind giving sawdust away for free, it’s very useful for those biological toilets. I even do sell shavings and sawdust, the product that remains from planing or sanding by hand is very useful as “smoke dust”. It turns out that blood, in any form, is big business! It’s such a lucrative business, that managers of Sanquin, a so-called non-profit organization that regulates blood supply in the Netherlands (because everything to do with hea...

The unidentifiable beauty in letting it all out!

As I am scrolling down the entries in one of the Facebook groups, I saw a post with potential. Potential in a way that it seemed like some kind of job offer for people with various skills. “Hi, I have just secured a 1.5 hectare pretty piece of land in The Golden Triangle 5 mins from the beach in a prestigious resort area of Algarve. Our project is to build a Horse Sanctuary - EcoLodge - Glamp-site, creating a tranquil space to retreat. I am offering free accommodation (tent or mobile home space for now) to anyone willing to help my partner and I clear the land and start building. We have borehole access but need to set it up. In the mean time water tanks. We will have 24/7 solar power (buying this week) We have already a BBQ and communal rest area with sun beds. Lots of shade/trees. Skills needed are carpentry, landscaping, fencing, gardening, building, welding etc. If you think you would be a good fit for us please PM me telling me why with brief Bio and relevant experience. We are ...