When The Bells Ring

Oh man!!! Now this is a song that just wants me dancing...I absolutely love Shaun Jacobs...he is outstanding with guitar...and drums...the ending of this song gives me goosebumps! This video is of a concert he had here at the Coca Cola Dome which is just up the road from me.The following link gives all his songs...https://sonichits.com/artist/shaun_Jacobs my favourites are :

Love Can; End of the road; Where I am yours; Don't give up on me yet; Will you remember and If you call my name...FABulous and ofcourse When the Bells ring!

Thinking About You

When this song first started playing on the radio, I thought, Oooooh no! I prefer the original by Londonbeat. But, after hearing this song over and over again, the radio station I listen to, 94.7, clearly love this song...well, it has now grown on me too...or perhaps the Universe is trying to get my attention...hmmmm....to what though? Who could possibly be thinking about me?? I wish I knew!

What Is The Purpose Of Life

What is the purpose of life? Ah, that's easy. The purpose of life is to wonder what the purpose of life is....hahaha, is that not what we often do. Life, without confusion, uncertainty or wild obsessive belief would be dull. The best adventures are never-ending quests. When you reach a mountaintop, what else is there to do but come back down and find another mountain to climb? It is not a satisfying answer you seek, it is a satisfying question.

60th Birthday Celebration

Today the family went to Papachino's to celebrate my sister Angie's 60th. Oh my word, I cannot believe she is 60 already!! Donovan, his wife Julie and the kids - Hayden, Chase and Jamie were there. My son Jason and my sister Rita. My cousin Gaynor and my Aunt Rose and two friends of Angie, Hannetjie and Sussie and ofcourse the birthday girl. I look at Chase. Every time I see him I notice he has grown and it is uncanny how much he is starting to look like his late Grandfather Clive, just as Jason looks so much like my late Father. Then I think of my late Mother. I lost her when she was 67. Crazy how time flies. I remember when Angie turned 52 and it feels like just the other day. It makes me realise that every day needs to be made the most of. We need to really live each day and take it as it comes but most importantly is that we need to enjoy each day that is given to us and we need to appreciate the people that are in our lives.

My sister Angie and Chase.

Happiness!! I Have My Jolie Back

These last two months have been such a rollercoaster ride for me! One of the most devastating things to happen to me was when my cat, Jolie, who I have had for 12 years went missing after a house move at the end of February. I basically moved heaven and earth to find her again. The perseverence paid off! 

I received a call from a guy named Tim on Thursday morning - said Jolie has been in his garden on and off - he had no idea she was lost - ranted on FB the day before about people dumping their ancient cats (shame she has aged another 10 years!!!) - his daughter in CT had seen my posts and the daughters friend recalled one of my posters at the All Saints shopping centre and told Tim to go check if its not the same cat -he did so and called me - I went to his place - three roads down from me - he was showing me where she would lie under his carport - I was talking to him and then I called her but before I could even finish her name I heard this hoarse little meeow from the other side of the wall - she was in the neighbours garden - she then jumped over the wall and came running to me - oh my soul I was laughing and crying at the same time - she is filthy dirty and very very thin but otherwise ok - as I was leaving Tim's - he was closing his gate then he saw a blue car come down the road and as it reached his driveway he waved the guy down - an elderly gentleman - Tim told him that he had reunited the cat and me - in that split second I saw disappointment on his face - I actually felt bad - then he caught my eye and gave me the thumbs up and just drove on - I then noticed that the car is VERY old - I cannot even tell you what model it is but its that old station wagon shape - it then struck me that it is the exact same blue car as the animal communicator had told me a week before this - she had said she sees Jolie with an older couple and they drive an older model blue car!! - I watched him and saw he drove into a driveway two doors down from Tim!! So yes - I would think that Jolie must have been staying with them when she was not at Tim's. Also a while ago the communicator had asked me if the number 12 was significant to me - I said perhaps its validation that it is Jolie as she is 12 years old...but, the bizarre thing is I found her on the 12th!!! - 12 May 2016 - I am over the moon with happiness that I have my Jolie back - now finally things feel normal again....I took a pic of Jolie soon after I brought her home on my bed - she was so exhausted - after I gave her some food she just wanted to sleep....shame man...she is soooo thin!

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I just LOVE this song!! Ooooooh and that sexy, raspy voice....hmmmm....just makes my day even better ;)

Feeling The Desperation

I am feeling the absolute need to flee to another country! You must know you are desperate when you are even at the point of moving to a foreign country out in the middle of the sticks. Where you do not know a soul and you do not even know if there are many inhabitants left in the town! You do not know if there is water or electricity in the dilapidated house. But, what you do know is that you are at the point where you are quite prepared to slum it. As long as a fire can be made to keep warm and to cook food. As long as there is part of a roof to cover your head and as long as there is at least one room where you can feel secure. Hell, if I was offered a dilapidated house in the town of Gangi in Sicily, Italy - I would grab it!! That is how I feel right now! That feeling is classified as desperate! Why am I so desperate you may wonder? Well, quite simply because I live in Randburg, Gauteng Province in South Africa. What? That beautiful country? Yes - that beautiful country. A beautiful country with many awe inspiring places to visit. VISIT is the operative word. We have beautiful country sides with mountains and rivers. We have stunning bush veld (south african slang for fields) with wild game - Lions, Cheetahs, Elephant, Buffalo, Kudu, Springbuck, Eland - you name it! We have a stunning coastline with long stretches of white, soft sea sand. Why would I want to leave this beautiful country? Quite simply put - you just cannot live here anymore. Not as a white person. You put your life at risk every single time you step out of your house! Never mind the fact that you are also in fact not certain if you are actually safe in your home either....The beautiful country and the united nation that Nelson Mandela envisioned is gone!! No. I speak under correction. The united nation that Mandela wanted is gone. All at the hands of one person - our useless President Jacob Zuma! How can you expect a person with the education of a 13 year old to run a country? Quite laughable really! This country is going down the drain so fast now it is really scary. The youth of today that are in school now just need 30 percent to pass to the next standard/grade/level. Have you ever?? So we now have not only an uneducated President but the youth following in his footsteps. How are these youngsters supposed to enter University when they only have 30 percent in whatever subjects they are studying? But ofcourse the government does not think about that. That is beyond their comprehension. White people are no longer being employed! So the whites that do have jobs, even though they really would like to move to greener pastures, hang on to the job for the sake of having one. Just recently our Labour Minister made a comment that all whites are now to be let go from their jobs!! Again, these people that are running the country do not realise that whites are the only ones who actually have the skills to grow the economy. Blacks are being employed not for their skills but purely because of the colour of their skin. It is frightening to see how things have deteriorated with these incompetent people. There just is no service delivery anymore. All the Municipalities/town councils are bankrupt. They have been pocketing the money that the government assigned to them. Nelson Mandela wanted to get rid of apartheid between blacks and whites. Apartheid is now even more rife than before 1994!! The hatred of the majority of blacks towards whites has become insurmountable. The hate speech. The destruction of monuments that reflect South Africa's history. The blacks believe that that history does not include them. They now want to make their own history! But, are clueless as to how to do that. Our President used 246million rand of tax payers' money to renovate his home! Every month something goes up in price. If it is not electricity then it is the fuel levy and if it is not that then it is food prices. Not one "normal" "average" person in South Africa is able to save money anymore. The majority live from pay cheque to pay cheque. And the poor - the poor are getting poorer by the day. People living in sqaullor! No electricity and no sanitation. Disease amongst them is rife. Then comes election time and these people, who are mostly uneducated, are bribed with food parcels and threatened that if they do not vote for the ANC government then they will not get the houses that they have been promised! These people are so grateful for the food parcel they don't even care about the threat. Then there is the huge factor of unemployment. South Africa has the third highest unemployment rate in the world!! Over half of SA’s parents would advise their kids to emigrate, according to the Parent24 Kids Nation Survey. The safety factor is worrying. Any exposure to the media is a reminder that there are crimes being committed on a frightening scale every day. The murder and eviction of whites in Zimbabwe has been commented on in the news but here in South Africa, whites are being slaughtered at an even higher rate. 

As with Zimbabwe, the media silence about the murder of whites there is almost total and in South Africa's case, even human rights groups are largely silent. South Africa is rapidly descending into crime, disease, filth, and savagery. White farmers have been murdered in farm invasions and attacks that number in the multiple thousands. More than half of the white farmers have given up and left their farms permanently, contributing to the region's looming famine. South African farmers now suffer the highest murder rate in the world, 274 per 100,000. In a study commissioned by a leading South African bank, Nedbank, it was revealed that the black attackers are deliberately targeting specific homesteads to kill the white victims. Robbery was not the prime motivation, in fact in 85% of last year's farm attacks, nothing had been robbed. In other words, killing the white man, raping and killing the white woman, raping and killing the white child are the real motivations. And yet this is not an issue in the media. The world has no clue as to what is really taking place in this country! Unlike Zimbabwe, the government in South Africa does not have an officially-announced policy of supporting these farm invasions and massacres. But, they do have a policy of looking the other way and doing next to nothing about it, a policy which encourages black violence against whites. Even the government admits that, under black rule, crime and murder are out of control. The murders I've been describing here are just the farm murders. The murder rate in the cities is even higher, for Johannesburg alone it is 600 per month. Many of the victims are white, and the attackers black and racially motivated, a fact that is never mentioned in the media. South Africa is also the rape capital of the world. A woman is reported raped every 23 seconds in South Africa. A small child is reported raped every thirty minutes. And remember, these are the reported and admitted rapes. This dismal record is partly due to the Congoids' innate savagery when released from the control of civilised men, and partly due to the black folk belief that raping a virgin will cure AIDS, which is rampant in this country. 

The beaten, battered and nearly frozen body of a young Polish woman was found, clad only in a soaked t-shirt, along the road to South Africa's Sterkfontein Dam. Her body was so cold it was actually blue. Her hair was wet and she was covered with bruises, open wounds, deep scratches, and mud. She was curled in a fetal position. She was still alive. To students of rape in South Africa she was another digit in the statistics. To Americans and Europeans who get their news from the major media, she didn't even exist. She was a 27-year-old newlywed on her honeymoon, a honeymoon that ended when three blacks murdered her husband in front of her eyes and then brutally raped her, beat her, attempted to kill her and left her for dead. The bruise marks around her neck indicated that her rapists had tried to strangle her. At the treatment center she was immediately given AZT by Polish Consulate authorities (treatment refused her by the South African government) in the hope that it would prevent the transfer of HIV, since two of her three attackers tested positive for the virus. She testified that after her attackers murdered her husband, they forced her in the trunk of their car, and went to a secluded spot where each of the blacks raped her in turn. They then attempted to drown her by stamping their feet on her head in an attempt to keep her head underwater. The woman has returned to Poland and refuses to set foot in South Africa again, even to testify. Completely understandable. Why would one want to come back at all!

The South African Police Service can’t cope with the horrendously high crime-rate and having to deal with the daily wave of rioting which is spreading across the country. To top that, one cannot even trust the police anymore either. The majority are black. It has even been reported that they have been involved in some crimes!! The ruling ANC has been plunged into an internal crisis which is leading to physical violence at their meetings and include political murders and this poor leadership is threatening to tear the security of the country to shreds. So, to those reading this...Welcome to South Africa. This is where I live! Gangi in Sicily...sounds like heaven right now....

 

Living A Life Of Illusion

Sometimes...
I can't help the feeling that I'm Living a life of Illusion
And oh, why can't we let it be
...And see through the hole in this wall of confusion
I just can't help the feeling...
...I'm Living a life of illusion

Pow!
Right between the eyes...
...Oh, how nature loves her little surprises
Wow! It all seems so logical now...
...It's just one of her better disguises
And it comes with no warning...
Nature loves her little surprises
...Continual crisis

Hey...
Don't you know it's a waste of your day
...Caught up in endless solutions
That have no meaning, just another hunch...
...Based upon jumping conclusions.
Caught up in endless solutions...
Backed up against a wall of confusion...
Living a life of illusion