I’m Grazing with the Cattle

 It’s been delivered in plain English and heard.

  Still, the ignorant happen not to listen and to dictate it as opinion, or in anyway, just contradicts the spirit.

It’s fallen on deaf ears and I’ve been informed I need to speak their language.

But, to do so without ego seems a heavy task to manage…

But, of course I’m grazing with the cattle!

They taught the importance of chewing through the prattle.

I’m babbling with the water source and soaking through your sandals.

 I’m immersed in the ether with roots planted deep beneath earth’s mantle.

I’m tearing barefoot through the elements, unshod through shoddy province.

That’s pure air infusing Prāṇa seen surging through my ribcage and at this stage all I can urge is, breath be practiced by the novice.

 I’m radiating flames.

I seize that you perceive it and discerned in turn, in you? The same.

I’m cooking if you’re eating.

Some food for thought and flame is offered for you to feed it.

A humble offer; to eat for free.

One would never claim one needs it.


Spiritual Evolution – Metaphysics.

Knowledge is gained through ones conscious reflection,

Awareness is attention to the moment at present, whilst

Wisdom transcends linear time. An understanding of

Divine principles, finds love to be tempered with mind.

Faith is trusting that all is possible within creation.

Hope comes from knowing this is so.

Love is the infinite truths vibrations,

Humility will choose truth over ego. Levity is leading from facing facts,

with a smile.

Naïveté is failing to see what is,

(for a while.)

 Stupidity is an inability to grasp; when you’ve felt

the apparent complications of a task overwhelm.

Ignorance, however, is a choice, one has held,

to ignore truths for trivial pursuits.


Discernment is objective perception,

not judgment. If one holds prejudice,

in stead of discernment,  is it

to hypocrisy, which one may succumb. 

Istanbul or Constantinople?

Started at the station, waiting for the coach; i was early.

The coach was already late, so i stood their learning

how to ask if this was the coach to get to Turkey.

It arrived and i met the friendly faced french dudes, firstly.

Arrived at Dimitrovgrad station and we waited,

again. Until 01:00 am. The train was now belated.

I tried to get some shut eye during but,

an uncomfortable situation, i was faced with…

We got to a stop and off we popped to transfer our train,

where they packed us in like pickles and the conductor was insane.

Behind his strange behaviour, i guess he was kind hearted…

We had no reservations and he let us share his compartment!

At Kapikule, the Turkish boarder, we had to purchase our visas.

They wouldn’t take my Lira, so i got ripped off by cheeky Polizia!

From here, was an arduous coach journey. Deary me.

Those australians really knew how to talk!

Upon arriving early in Istanbul, alone i ventured for a walk…

Eventually more waiting led to meeting Sophie off a boat;

We walked and talked and then she bought baggy trousers which seemed to float!

We wandered past giant squirrels in the park and found a place to eat,

then got distracted by a pretty street, uphill, and felt inclined to follow our feet. 

Eventually, we found our way to the Grand Bazaar;

A lovely labyrinth of life: Teapots and cups,

Turkish Hospitality, rugs,

stones and clothes and Bağlama!

We found our way, free from the maze,

after haggling for our prizes.

Then found, we’d left a different way

and had to peel back our eyelids…

We got directed towards Aya Sofya,

in the direction of the Blue Mosque.

We searched and sat, looked at our map

and decided we appeared to be lost.

Alexander appeared and inquired from where it was we’d come,

“From England.” we said,

whilst scratching our heads and

asked if he knew where we’d gone wrong…

He pointed across the road to a Mosque

hidden behind trees and smiled politely.

We giggled a little and thanked him,

and came for a cup of tea, as invited.

The wondrous Blue Mosque inspired awe 

and Hagia Sophie was quite the site to see!

We made our way back to the park and

found a shaded spot beneath some trees.

We took our time and parted ways.

I left her at the boat.

I strolled towards the station at 08:00 pm

and waited for my coach.

So, waiting was the central theme,

this thought, unto you i will bestow…

Istanbul to Stara Zagora is 396km by road.

Yet, i didn’t arrive back until 01:00 pm, safety at my home.

(to clarify, that’s averaging 19mph…)


Humanity: ‘The human race; human beings collectively’

Human: ‘Belonging to the genus Homo: any living or extinct member of the family Hominidae; characterized by superior intelligence, articulate speech, and erect carriage: 


Human Thinking: Cognition; ‘The mental action or process of acquiring knowledge and understanding through thought, experience, and the senses.’

By definition, the process of cognition is infinite. The only limit is held with the perceptual perspective of the individual.

Physically, the human brain contains approximately one hundred million nerve cells, or neurons. Each neuron can make contact with hundreds of thousands of neurons at once. These connections are constantly changing and no two brains are alike.


The results of cognition are endless.

[However, in my opinion, our ego based society and culture upholds the pretence of being separated from existence.

This allows for a life to unfold without the need for any kind of grounded understanding of existence, suppressing cognitive potential to bare minimum.

It seems these days human thinking is not fully nurtured or utilized by certain aspects of our society and culture.

We are encouraged by the mainstream media to be consumed by career so as to consume what they kindly offer to provide us with.]


Human Doing: Creation; ‘The action or process of bringing something into existence.’

By definition and logical progression, creation is infinite, only limited by perspective of the conceptive mind.

Physically, the human is incredible. This mental capability, combined with the adaptation to bipedal locomotion that frees the hands for manipulating objects, has allowed humans to make far greater use of tools than any other living species on Earth. Humans are the only extant species known to build fires and cook their food, as well as the only known species to clothe themselves and create and use numerous other technologies and arts.


The potential of creation is limitless.

Human creation is ever present. Everything made by man, is the result of human doing, with or without coherent cognition or conscious consideration aforethought.

[In my opinion, the diversity of the product and the purpose, or lack of, is incredible, to say the least. The infinite potential is apparent through observation.]

The perspective of said product, however, is a matter of opinion.


Human Being: Existence; ‘The fact or state of living or having objective reality.’

By definition, being is infinite.

but, maybe not so useful for clarity…

What is objective reality?

‘Objectivity is a central philosophical concept, which has been variously defined by sources. A proposition is generally considered to be objectively true when its truth conditions are met and are “mind-independent”—that is, not met by the judgment of a conscious entity or subject.’


So, ‘Objective Reality’ exists regardless of a perspective of a conscious entity.

Still maybe not so clear…

 ‘Perspective’ is defined as; ‘A particular attitude toward or way of regarding something’

‘Conscious’ is defined as; ‘Aware of and responding to one’s surroundings; awake’

‘Entity’ is defined as; ‘Existence; being’

So, ‘the perspective of a conscious entity’ refers to ‘an awake beings particular attitude or way of regarding something’

‘Reality’, by definition is objective already: ‘the state of things as they actually exist, as opposed to an idealistic or notional idea of them’

So, by logical reason…

‘Objective Reality’ and ‘Existence’ both refer to ‘the state of things regardless of any conscious entities particular perspective.’

…And ‘Existence’, ‘Entity’ and ‘Being’ all hold the same definition… 

‘Human Being’ refers to ‘the state of a human regardless of any conscious entities perspective.’

Maybe we all could benefit from taking some more time to be.

Contemporary Art and Culture.

So, working with the Association of Contemporary Art and Culture.

Sounds very grand and all, but what exactly does that mean?

A definition of the term “Culture” refers to, ‘The behaviours and beliefs characteristic of a particular social, ethnic or age group’.

A definition of the term “Art” refers to the expression or application of human creative skill and imagination’.

And the definition of “Contemporary” is ‘living or occurring at the same time’.

So, ‘Contemporary Art and Culture’ refers to

‘The creative and imaginative expression or application of current human behaviours and beliefs.”

So, culture is created by the body of people to which is applies.

Meaning, being a human, currently, my personal behaviours and beliefs are a contributory factor to the shaping of contemporary culture.

As are yours.


So, art is creative human expression.

Creativity is defined as, the tendency to generate or recognise ideas.

So, by definition, self-expression is art.

It seems logical to find the definition of an artist as,‘any person who expresses oneself truly.’

Welcome to Fun City.

Today is the culmination of our first week in Bulgaria on our EVS (European Voluntary Service) mission in Stara Zagora with the Association of Contemporary Art and Culture; Different Vision.

We arrived back in Stara Zagora in the early hours of this morning. We have just spent the last four days, July 4th-8th, in ΒΑΡΗΑ(Varna). Varna is the second largest city and the costal capital of Bulgaria.

We departed Stara Zagora at 15:27 from the train station. The train was very old. The doors didn’t stay shut properly and the windows didn’t stay open. The sun was sweltering and there was no air conditioning. It was so hot I was struggling to think and found it an impossible feat to stay hydrated. The journey was six hours long and I loved every minute. At no point, was there no thing to stimulate.

    As I began to write, looking out the window I saw a huge expanse of fields full of beautiful big bright yellow sunflowers arranged amongst an irregular patchwork with mountains in the far distance. Maybe, I will eventually work out what intrigues me about the large abundance of dilapidated buildings. Some which stand alone in the middle of the Bulgarian countryside and some stand amongst the towns. The towns vary from the rustic settlements, which sit timelessly, juxtaposed with the cities which depict the forced development of a body of people.

As the sunset over the sunflowers, my camera batteries died. We arrived in Varna at 21:45.

We ate and met with the friends and colleagues of our organisation and eventually moved down to the beach and enjoyed the full moon.

A late night lead to a late morning on the 5th. Tsonyo, a young Bulgarian man from a smaller town near Varna, came and sat next to me in the midst of the Fun City festival. Watching a diversity of people enjoying the atmosphere, we discussed Nikola Tesla, sustainable energy and global governments whilst exchange snippets of language. I am now aware that, Bulgarian schools teach English as a second language; so, comparatively, my Bulgarski was very poor.

In the evening, our personal mentor, Mircho, took us to meet some of his friends who were preparing to do a fire show. Kindly, I was allowed to have a go with one of their staffs. When I tried to hand it back gratefully, he refused to take it and told me I would be taking his part in the show. This was the first time I had spun fire and the first time I had performed this kind of show, but my goodness, it was exciting.

Friday, for Me and Simon, was a day of food. We began with a disappointing breakfast at an Armenian restaurant. The misleading menu was made up for with the service by the endearing waitress and our poor communication. We then wandered through the festival and down to a bar on the beach where we sat and ate more with a magnificent view over the black sea. Once we’d eaten, we strolled up through the festival and into the city. Outside a hotel, was a woman sat reading auras with a piece of technology. I watched with amusement as a customer handed over his money. But still, I was curious and approached with scepticism.  Surprisingly, I found her reading to be paralleled with my personal perception of my own balances.  After, we crossed the street to eat more; a main course each and a large sushi platter to share. Once we had eaten, we met up with the NGO youth conference to join them for their meal; three courses and some Horos (Traditional Bulgarian Dancing).

Saturday we began our day by joining the final meeting of the NGO (non-government organisations) youth meeting. This was incredibly interesting. A collection of Bulgaria’s most aware young people, working for the benefit of the people.  That night at the festival culminated in a hip hop freestyle workshop. This was incredible to see! It was majorly appreciated by Varna’s youth, yet the crowds were filled with families and people of all ages, from elders to their grandchildren!

We started our last day in Varna with traditional Palachinki, a Bulgarian pancake rolled with a variety of fillings. I had strawberry and white chocolate. Mmmm. We then drove a little out of town with a friend of the organisation to purchase some circus equipment for future workshops and our personal needs. After a 30km drive out of the city we arrived at a beach, the biggest in Bulgaria. This was refreshing to be away from the hotels and noise of the city. Upon returning we went to a hugely busy restaurant and ate a shared dinner and rushed to the train station. We arrived back in Stara Zagora early this morning at around 04:00 am

Sofia to Stara Zagora

We touched down in Sofia at around 01:00 am and had to get a taksi to the bus station. Lots of fumbling linguistics and the pre-empted note from our Bulgarian partner, Teodora, managed to land us at the bus station.

Our bus to Stara Zagora departed at 07:00 am, so we had a little wait.  The wait was fortuitous in the sense that we met our new friend, Graham, during the wait. Graham had come from Bristol to his house in Bulgaria to acquire passports for his cats to come back to Bristol with him.  He was waiting for an 11:00 am bus and after chatting with him for a while he decided to get on the same coach as us.

After a long coach journey through the beautiful mountainous Bulgarian country side, we arrived in Stara Zagora and were greeted by our new Bulgarian partners and friends, Teodora, Moses and Mirho.

Once we’d checked out our new apartment,  and dropped off our luggage at our new home for the next year, our friends took us to see the city and get some food.

We wandered to the central park.

Simon and I perched in a big old tree to chow down in the shade whilst the sun blared and children played.

Once our tummies were happy we strolled over to the office building of the ACAC – Different Vision organisation. We were introduced to the space and the people and the office space in which we will personally be working.

As we headed back towards our apartment we stopped in a haberdashery shop to purchase pillows, which have taken the names of our buddies back home. My pillow is called James, Jimi for short.

By now, the time was about 01:00 pm and we still hadn’t slept, so we returned to our apartment for some vital rest.

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Moses came to wake us up at around 06:00 pm and took us to get some more food. This time we had huge sandwiches from his favourite fast food place. I had the triple chicken. Delicious and far more nutritious than British fast food!

Afterwards, we moved to the office space to talk through technicalities, our duties, the history and culture of the area, our plans for the coming weeks and more still!

 Once we were all clear, we were introduced to the derelict building which ACAC are planning to renovate into a boarding art centre!

The building is incredible architecturally but they definitely need some elbow grease.

So much more to come.

Here is to a huge blank canvas!