National Poetry Day

Hello all,

It's National Poetry Day, so I thought I'd share two things with you. One is a poem I wrote myself a while ago about old people and old fashioned values, and the other is a poem that means something to me, but I'm going to post it in video form because I can't find the words to it anywhere.

Old People

I love old people

I love their old fashioned views

That politeness should always be on cue

And that if we ever falter

Sticking together would make us a new

I'm a firm believer of the smile in the street

The ones to people you're not even fussed to meet

You just want to make someone's day

I'm in favour of the friendly good morning to a person you've never seen before

Just because somewhere in my heart lingers some hope that

That person takes your spontaneous friendliness and turns it into a real smile

I'm not talking about smiles with your mouth

Anyone can do them.

I'm talking about the smile that not everyone can see

The smile that's in their eyes or in their cheeriness or

In the possibility that they might be friendly to another stranger on the street and make someone else's day.

That's what I love about old people.

Young people are too cool,

Too stubborn

Too stuck in the artificial reality that if you don't know someone that they're irrelevant in your life

That's where my view differs,

I believe that the world is one massive web

Everyone's connected some way or another

And by saying hello to that one person in the street that the cycle will go on

That in turn the person who I passed on my friendly hi or smile in the street will pass it on again

And this will continue until when one day I'm feeling rather rough and some perfect stranger full of the joy that's been passed a long will smile or say hello and just make my day.

-Jeff Cosslett

For those who managed to stick it out through my poetry, here's a poem that means a lot to me:

Jeff

Beliefs

So in the past month I've had the same discussion with about a few people after they've found out I was religious.
The first one after finding put I was Christian laughed at me and then questioned my beliefs, pointing out that the fact that I do physics as an a level was grounds not to believe.
The others were fine with it, a little surprised because I don't openly tell people my beliefs, but we're otherwise fine with it.

Now, this post is not entirely about the reactions people have towards me, but the reactions people have against people with beliefs different to themselves.

Religious nuts.

I seriously don't like big religious preachers. The idea that only your belief is the right one for everyone annoys the hell out of me. The first thing is that there is no actual way of determining whether which religion is THE right one for the whole of the known universe, or if religion and faith is a thing that actually exists. With this in mind, for people to then go around and force their views onto other people is not only going to make them question your beliefs more, but should also make you question your faith. Knowing what you believe in should be a journey and an experience in itself. People should be able to go through and do the research and find out which specific religion it is that they want to be a part of, or if they want to be religious at all.

Stubborn Athiest.
Get over yourself. Yes you chose not to believe in a higher power or religion. That does not make everyone who did stupid, or wrong. One of the brilliant things about religion is no one can justify it being wrong, because it cannot be proved wrong or right. People generally have a reason for believing or not believing in something, maybe you should be accepting of their opinions because forcing your views on them makes you just as bad as religious nutty preachers.

All the best,
Jeff

Snow.

I love the snow. I love how it is after it's just snowed and everything's covered in white. Everything seems so much brighter. The only people who then go out in the snow, are people that love the snow too, and are therefore happy people, or are people that HAVE to go out and then aren't in the snow for very long. I love how when I walk anywhere on the morning after it snowed, people say good morning to me, and genuinely mean it. I love how I can't be unhappy when there's snow everywhere, I just feel as if I'm a little child again and want to dive in the snow and roll around and play in it. I don't even mind the cold when it snows, it all just seems like the side effect of something beautiful.

This has led me to the conclusion that when I move out, I want to live somewhere where the summers are warm hot beautiful summers, and the winters are snow filled and beautiful.