The Reading Room

Sometimes there’s the need to close all the doors,
The outside world’s nonsense, shut out, put on pause;
Settle down with a book in a comfortable chair,
And spend a hour or two just relaxing there. 

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In a favourite room, in a favourite house,
 Which good fortune allows me to call home,
Is where I escape and loose myself,
In a novel, or some historical tome.

The room, almost square, hushed by walls of thick stone,
Looks to the mountain that protects it so well,
 And its old well trodden, polished wood floor,
Must have many a tale it could tell.

Now shelves filled with books, pages full of words,
Sit in anticipation of their turn to be read.
And in my winged back chair I can often be found,
When I’ve swapped my garden for a good book instead.

Reference books nestle alongside those full of verse,
And novels, classic and modern, abound;
The history of the world is there to explore,
While biographies wait to be found.

A room filled with riches, of literary treasures,
 Some, their secrets have yet to be told,
And it’s there, with the books, that I immerse myself,
And let the magic around me unfold.


 

The Madness of Crowds – What Ever Happened to Critical Thinking?

“Men, it has been well said, think in herds; it will be seen that they go mad in herds, while they only recover their senses slowly, and one by one”.         Extraordinary Popular Delusions and the Madness of Crowds  by Charles Mackay 1841

Critical thinking has been banned, it’s no longer allowed, GroupThink’s now the edict, we must all follow the crowd; We’re being bullied and forced to all think the same, And if we fail to conform we’re given some nasty name.

Activists agendas create a set of nonsensical  rules, Which we must all adhere to, or be labelled as fools, Or racists, or deniers, or something much worse; A free thinking mind is becoming a curse.

Fail to follow the narrative, then be left in no doubt The woke mob will come baying to cancel you out. Common sense and logic lie abandoned in tatters, Some weird political correctness  is now all that matters.

The order of the world is being changed, The old values discarded, or being rearranged, We’re becoming unhinged, believing in fantasy tales, Such as man is at risk from what he exhales.

A totalitarian environment; what to think we are told, No reason, no debate, thoughts completely controlled, Facts conjured out of fiction, history rewritten or ignored, It’s an Orwellian future we’re racing toward.

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