<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3246141</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 29 Oct 2008 15:40:28 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Vergil Reality</title><description>Views, comments, opinions, musings from Vergil Iliescu&lt;br&gt;</description><link>http://members.optushome.com.au/vergil/blog/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Vergil)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>168</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3246141.post-4911383114635042745</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Oct 2008 13:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-02T23:12:57.508+10:00</atom:updated><title>Oh no, it's God again ...</title><atom:summary type='text'>It's been nearly 12 months since I've posted. Other things on my mind.  

I have had occasion to to comment on belief in God in a discussion group again. It's a funny subject. So here are some of my thoughts. 

Years ago I asked my wife if she believed in God. She replied "when it suits me".  I really liked that answer.  Sometimes the God concept is useful. She doesn't much care for philosophical</atom:summary><link>http://members.optushome.com.au/vergil/blog/2008/10/oh-no-its-god-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Vergil)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3246141.post-1983185077120683352</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Oct 2007 08:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-20T19:27:15.249+10:00</atom:updated><title>Remembering</title><atom:summary type='text'>Old age sometimes leads to forgetting of words not recognising things, or using the wrong words. This is a poem which came from thinking about this. 

Each verse is in traditional cinquain form, where there are 5 lines and the number of syllables in each line is 2, 4, 6, 8, 2 respectively. Using a structure like that seems to help me keep the writing more concentrated - sort of like a Haiku does.</atom:summary><link>http://members.optushome.com.au/vergil/blog/2007/10/remembering.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Vergil)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3246141.post-520519181666196168</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 May 2007 11:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-19T22:07:28.424+10:00</atom:updated><title>A Visit to Mrs Macquarie’s Chair</title><atom:summary type='text'>

So restful, sitting, silent on her chair,
You deeply breathe the vista here spread out;
Dismiss our time, the breeze transports me there,
No opera house, no quay, no bridge, no doubt.

Existing in a time and space not mine,
You hear a voice, just there, beyond the tree!
She whispers; “Look! You see this chair so fine?
He carved this rock to show his love for me.

At once I saw the feeling in </atom:summary><link>http://members.optushome.com.au/vergil/blog/2007/05/visit-to-mrs-macquaries-chair.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Vergil)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3246141.post-7767775692584478848</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Apr 2007 13:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-19T23:12:27.458+10:00</atom:updated><title>Live Minus Zero</title><atom:summary type='text'>This is a Bob Dylan song I love. I recently bought a book of most of his songs, and I'm learning to play this one...

My love she speaks like silence,
Without ideals or violence,
She doesn't have to say she's faithful,
Yet she's true, like ice, like fire.
People carry roses,
Make promises by the hours,
My love she laughs like the flowers,
Valentines can't buy her.

In the dime stores and bus </atom:summary><link>http://members.optushome.com.au/vergil/blog/2007/04/live-minus-zero.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Vergil)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3246141.post-4116451979250894713</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Apr 2007 01:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-15T11:38:41.571+10:00</atom:updated><title>The Internet, Truth, Uncertainty &amp; Chernobyl</title><atom:summary type='text'>There was a very interesting "Ockham's Razor" broadcast on ABC Radio National this morning - you can view the transcript (or listen to the podcast) here: 'Kiddofspeed'

"Dr Rosaleen Love from Monash University looks at the Chernobyl disaster and tells the story of Elena Filatova who visited the area".

A very interesting talk about the internet, whether we can believe what we read, what the </atom:summary><link>http://members.optushome.com.au/vergil/blog/2007/04/internet-truth-uncertainty-chernobyl.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Vergil)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3246141.post-904102122651894996</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Mar 2007 06:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-05T18:03:09.554+11:00</atom:updated><title>Tainted by Brian Burke</title><atom:summary type='text'>I think I once saw Brian Burke in my rear vision mirror - should I confess? Have I been tainted for life?

The dangers of meeting Brian Bourke</atom:summary><link>http://members.optushome.com.au/vergil/blog/2007/03/tainted-by-brian-bourke.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Vergil)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3246141.post-7602781774226306488</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Nov 2006 00:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-26T12:48:33.176+11:00</atom:updated><title>All in the cause of Road Safety</title><atom:summary type='text'>
Denmark has found a creative way to help get drivers to notice the speed limit. I would like to see the same sort of thing done here in Australia. My motives, are, of course, are entirely driven by my concern and desire for safer roads.
You can see the video here</atom:summary><link>http://members.optushome.com.au/vergil/blog/2006/11/all-in-cause-of-road-safety.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Vergil)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3246141.post-7888271099014878447</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Nov 2006 10:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-15T21:34:05.850+11:00</atom:updated><title>Sometimes it happens</title><atom:summary type='text'>I just bought the CD "Dreams Fly Away: by Linda Thomspson", which has a collection of the songs she has done herself or with Richard Thompson. While I have many of these already on earlier albums, a lot a new releases and there are some new songs.  I especially like this one, a poem by Brian Patten put to a lovely tune ...


Sometimes it happens
      
And sometimes it happens that you are </atom:summary><link>http://members.optushome.com.au/vergil/blog/2006/11/sometimes-it-happens.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Vergil)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3246141.post-115664951842890120</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Aug 2006 03:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-15T21:26:54.405+11:00</atom:updated><title>The Nature of Belief</title><atom:summary type='text'>A very interesting discussion on the nature of belief on radio program "All in the Mind" last weekend

"Why do you believe what you do? Is the human mind an organ designed for belief? Why are we so convinced of the existence of things we can't prove or see? Are some beliefs healthy and others pathological?  Margaret Wertheim, author of Pythagoras' Trousers, and The Pearly Gates of Cyberspace; </atom:summary><link>http://members.optushome.com.au/vergil/blog/2006/08/nature-of-belief.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Vergil)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3246141.post-115543557947243462</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Aug 2006 02:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-15T21:26:54.322+11:00</atom:updated><title>Fear</title><atom:summary type='text'>... a poem by Donna DuCarme

Afraid of self,
afraid of knowing,
running, hiding,
going nowhere, fading fast.
Then. Stop.
Turn and see,
Turn about and face it.
It? Me.

Myself, my secrets, my soul
Growing, dreaming, dancing,
going, going someplace,
anywhere, searching for meanings
&amp; motives &amp; reasons why,
learning to fly, to soar again like
before, before fear made me run.


I found this beautiful</atom:summary><link>http://members.optushome.com.au/vergil/blog/2006/08/fear.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Vergil)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3246141.post-115521077018435570</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Aug 2006 11:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-15T21:26:54.236+11:00</atom:updated><title>On Thinking and Analysing</title><atom:summary type='text'>
I have resolved to be more like the dog!
(Remember, it's about the bones)

</atom:summary><link>http://members.optushome.com.au/vergil/blog/2006/08/on-thinking-and-analysing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Vergil)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3246141.post-115478613856042702</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 Aug 2006 13:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-15T21:26:54.153+11:00</atom:updated><title>The Lady - by Sandy Denny</title><atom:summary type='text'>The lady she had a silver tongue.
For to sing she said,
And maybe that's all.
Wait for the dawn and we will have that song.
When it ends it will seem
That we hear silence fall.

The lady she had a golden heart,For to love, she said
And she did not lie.
Wait for the dawn and we'll watch for the sun.
As we turn it will seem
To arise in the sky.

We heard that song while watching the skies,
Oh the </atom:summary><link>http://members.optushome.com.au/vergil/blog/2006/08/lady-by-sandy-denny.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Vergil)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3246141.post-115478352760427239</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 Aug 2006 13:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-15T21:26:54.070+11:00</atom:updated><title>Why some people be mad at me sometimes</title><atom:summary type='text'>- a poem by Lucille Clifton

they ask me to remember
but they want me to remember
their memories
and I keep on remembering mine

from a book "Kiss Off - Poems to set you free"
Mary Esselman &amp; Elizabeth Ash Velez
published by Warner Books
</atom:summary><link>http://members.optushome.com.au/vergil/blog/2006/08/why-some-people-be-mad-at-me-sometimes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Vergil)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3246141.post-115476505666471966</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 Aug 2006 07:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-15T21:26:53.971+11:00</atom:updated><title>The end of the world is nigh?</title><atom:summary type='text'>An article from the Guardian on the state of the world ... is everything really getting worse?

I like this comment in the article:


"The final item on the news that evening couldn't have been more symbolic if it had shown the ravens leaving the Tower of London. Fidel Castro, the one constant in all our lives, was on the blink. That's when I reached for the phone and -
"We're fucked."
There is a</atom:summary><link>http://members.optushome.com.au/vergil/blog/2006/08/end-of-world-is-nigh.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Vergil)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3246141.post-115465697367720688</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Aug 2006 02:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-15T21:26:53.878+11:00</atom:updated><title>Sophie Raymond Sings for Me!</title><atom:summary type='text'>Last night we went to La Lupa restaurant in Balmain for dinner - but really to hear Sophie Raymond perform. I first saw her play at the Basement a year or two ago and immediately fell in love with her voice and her songs.  I hadn't much chance to see her again, since she is Melbourne based, but she's been doing some gigs in Sydney and this was my chance to hear her again.

It turned out that </atom:summary><link>http://members.optushome.com.au/vergil/blog/2006/08/sophie-raymond-sings-for-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Vergil)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3246141.post-115451571540065245</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Aug 2006 10:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-15T21:26:53.800+11:00</atom:updated><title>Robert Fisk on Lebanon</title><atom:summary type='text'>This is a great article on the current situation and the plight of the Lebanese from Robert Fisk, from the Australian.
Not sure how long the link will be up though.

It is also here and here.
</atom:summary><link>http://members.optushome.com.au/vergil/blog/2006/08/robert-fisk-on-lebanon.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Vergil)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3246141.post-115448853703474026</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Aug 2006 03:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-15T21:26:53.709+11:00</atom:updated><title>Personals from The London Review of Books</title><atom:summary type='text'>
The winning entry this week is:

Although this is an advert that screams excitement, the man who placed it (historian, 54, enjoys air-fix modeling) is strangely subdued."

I think this deserves the bottle of Champagne prize.
But there are quite a few other good ones:

"I intend to keep the precise contents of this personal ad a secret".

"Man sought, with Mozart tendencies, his own wig and his </atom:summary><link>http://members.optushome.com.au/vergil/blog/2006/08/personals-from-london-review-of-books.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Vergil)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3246141.post-115448756359447121</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Aug 2006 02:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-15T21:26:53.629+11:00</atom:updated><title>Global Voices</title><atom:summary type='text'>Global Voices is a site that aggregates blogs from "people who are talking about their country or region to a global audience. Global Voices is your guide to the most interesting conversations, information, and ideas appearing around the world ...  Each day they link to 5-10 of the most interesting blog posts from their regions in the 'daily roundups' section. "

There is some interesting reading</atom:summary><link>http://members.optushome.com.au/vergil/blog/2006/08/global-voices.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Vergil)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3246141.post-115439680820988271</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Aug 2006 01:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-15T21:26:53.548+11:00</atom:updated><title>What is going on in the world</title><atom:summary type='text'>The world seems to be going crazy again. The flare-up in Lebanon seems just so stupid. The futile violent actions of Hamas and Hezbollah just ensure that the issues can never be resolved. The Israeli response is out of proportion and in the long term is ensuring long term hatred will never end.

It has all happened before of course. The situation improves then deteriorates. Right now I don't </atom:summary><link>http://members.optushome.com.au/vergil/blog/2006/08/what-is-going-on-in-world.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Vergil)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3246141.post-115416417031510757</guid><pubDate>Sat, 29 Jul 2006 09:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-15T21:26:53.464+11:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>Hard On Me

I bought the Mock Tudor Album a few years back.  This is another one of my favourite songs by Richard Thompson. Great words and intense guitar playing with it.

Hard on me, hard on me
Why do you grind me small
Hard on me, hard on me
At every fence I fall

I bite my rage
I stop my breath
I shake my cage
I swim with emptiness

Hard on me, hard on me
Like they were hard on you
Hard on me</atom:summary><link>http://members.optushome.com.au/vergil/blog/2006/07/hard-on-me-i-bought-mock-tudor-album.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Vergil)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3246141.post-115414057434750630</guid><pubDate>Sat, 29 Jul 2006 02:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-15T21:26:53.384+11:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>So much for the good old days

An article from the Australian titled "Without soothing heroin tonics, we're addicted to panic"
by Emma Tom, she notes:

"AUSTRALIAN society has gone to the dogs. The young are intravenously connected to iPods at birth and think nothing of pulling out a pink bit and performing a turkey slap live on national telly. Parents are permissive, schools are postmodern, and </atom:summary><link>http://members.optushome.com.au/vergil/blog/2006/07/so-much-for-good-old-days-article-from.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Vergil)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3246141.post-115396965957827590</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Jul 2006 03:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-15T21:26:53.296+11:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>Poems by Luke Davies

I stumbled across a book of poems by Luke Davies - who wrote the book Candy (on which the film is based) - which is really quite beautiful. It's called "Totem".  It has one very long poem "Totem Poem" with over 500 lines and then 40 other poems.

Here are some verses from Totem

In the yellow time of pollen when the fields were ablaze
we were very near bewildered by beauty.
</atom:summary><link>http://members.optushome.com.au/vergil/blog/2006/07/poems-by-luke-davies-i-stumbled-across.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Vergil)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3246141.post-115391669147958661</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Jul 2006 12:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-15T21:26:53.217+11:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>Budding
by Marie Gibb
     
(I can't remember where I found this poem, but I like it.)

The mind is having an affair
with a body in full denial
A conscious on full alert and
holding a trial
They say if you’re flirting with
the idea you’ve already sinned
and the mind is sentenced wearing a grin
all over itself because it has already
gone there
Heart has been agitating the temple and
inducing </atom:summary><link>http://members.optushome.com.au/vergil/blog/2006/07/budding-by-marie-gibb-i-cant-remember.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Vergil)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3246141.post-115379645345743000</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 Jul 2006 02:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-15T21:26:53.136+11:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>
Also reading: Candy (Luke Davies)
I haven't seen the film yet.  The first few chapters I found compelling.
Let's see how it goes ...
</atom:summary><link>http://members.optushome.com.au/vergil/blog/2006/07/also-reading-candy-luke-davies-i.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Vergil)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3246141.post-115370822615120654</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Jul 2006 02:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-15T21:26:53.054+11:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>Monday Monday

It's a grey and green monday morning
In a  glassy green and steel cityscape
Of wobbly floating reflections
Of the grey sky.

The rain floats down
There is no wind blowing
It drizzles onto the black tar
Onto the black streets and paths
The women are dressed in black
The men are dressed in black
All under a floating sea
Of black umbrellas
(Occasional red or yellow ones
mark the </atom:summary><link>http://members.optushome.com.au/vergil/blog/2006/07/monday-monday-its-grey-and-green.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Vergil)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>