For a charity or madness

Hi, (they said) this is great! I love it! (they professed) Which charity do I pay??
There’s no charity involved.
What do you mean??!!
Well.. Its done with art in mind. Fancy paying my very own art world? 😉
C’omon! If its not done for a charity – then, excuse my language, you are mad!
hummm.. Actually.. I did ask the Dr a few years back: would you give me a cerificate saying i was mad? They refused..Fancy their phone number? (btw.. that was part of a language from un wanted and discarded identities.. eg, called the police asking for a criminal record..)

The conversation, with the demand for a charitable cause is curious imho..
the requirement for a cause.. a goal – else you mind is “wrong” if nt clinically insane?
could the beeps, thumbs up and general favorable will from people, come to their preconception this must be some kind of a charitable act?

Perhaps the lot just underlines the sense of ludicrousity, absurdity, and ridiculousness intertwined with this virome caravan?

(intertwined? entwined? intrAtwined?)


Photos chimnea bus?

There’s a stretch of a road, somewhere around Shoreham lighthouse, that I usually dread skateboarding. It’s a tight stretch and drivers tend to react angrily to my relatively slow progress on the skateboard. A movement they find having to follow since the road isn’t wide enough to get passed.

Today it’s probably the 3rd time I am passing through this stretch by the lighthouse with the ViromeCaravan.
Past few times, drivers didn’t seem angry – and i put it to the fact i was skateboarding with the caravan.
Felt strange, since with the caravan the movement is even slower than that of just skateboarding.

(Perhaps it’s not the speed they get pissed off with when skateboarding? This may become interesting since in case it’s not the speed, there could be a power question relevance..)

Today.. Apart from the seemingly usual, people drive slowly behind and when they can pass – raise thumbs up, there was a bus just behind me with many people in it pointing phone/cameras at the caravan and raising their thumbs.

Somehow though, I doubt people attempt to actually check wtf the ViromeCaravan is. Perhaps the encounter is ridiculous enough?


Wheelchair kinda bikes and trains

Just had a chat with someone on a wheelchair.
They were wondering how this kind of a caravan structure might be pulled by them.
Showed them Rosie’s Swale Pope’s book, “just a little run around the world”, for an example of something similar yet different

Somehow the chat veered off towards moving between cities. They said trains are not very useful. They have a special bike made – and a few times they were not allowed on trains with the device 🙁

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* Images by Simon. Many grateful Thanks!

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plants and #viromecaravan?

For a fair few weeks, the idea of getting plants came knocking. Sometimes frequent knocks, mostly unfamiliar knocks at various frequencies. Mostly, I wasn’t tuned. Or It seemed I wasn’t tuned – perhaps the back of my mind was? Something must have kept some kind of a connection with the idea of plants.
It might not even be me who kept the connection – could be the condensation in the mornings. It could be that the knocks were banged by condensation in the mornings since the very idea of plants came through that dampness. The morning wetness inside the virome caravan.

Let’s try this differently?

The idea of plants has grown through the port of condensation.
I never had plants to care for. However, plants have always, unwittingly – cared for me. (think oxygen)

The data about condensation suggested that perhaps there could be less of, or even disappear – once certain plants were about.
Which plants?
Peace Lilly and Ferns..

Nice, I thought.
Could be useful to wake up in a drier place, no?
However, in case plants come in – will it not make their stay dependent and made for the sole benefit of a human?
Will the plants be ok moving to and fro with the caravan and me? (a human who never cared for a plant before..)

Could I take care of them? Their needs? What are plants’ needs, desires and imaginations? (A silly questions since it’s unclear whether, when we talk plants in general, these particular ones, these kind of plants, plants that live in some intimate proximity with humans, and so on – that they may have an imagination independent of humans. These lives have been domesticated for many generations, and if other lives domesication can come as an indication – eg, birds, dogs, cats etc. – human breading ways, alter the domesticated from the wild. eg, birds that may be bread for how they sing rather than looks, and so on. Such interventions place human desires into the organisms evolution.)

I noticed a recent study that suggests plants converse with one another through roots. This study made me think: No way do I get a plant!!
How could these plants converse with others while in pots??!!

Plants Can ‘Talk’ To Each Other by Clicking Their Roots

At the end I did get plants.
How come?
Well.. A friend promised that they could take care of them in case the plants are unhappy with me one way or another.

Any other thoughts??