Just another day in Paradise – lost?

Weight steadily dropping, now at 77kg I think. Mornings are quite hectic at times so don’t always remember to take or upload pic. Very very depressed for a few weeks, since i got on NDIS ironically. So much going on in my mind, only a small part of which i manage to convey to those around me, also every day

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EDITORIAL UPDATE

Due to an unexpectedly rapidly deteriorating of R. van der Draay’s condition, DHM regrets the decision to at least delay any scheduled or mooted significant moves, investment consultations and the need to avoid any aspect of the editor’s dream to leave behind something of note behind along the lines of showcasing promising developments in the fields of telco and tech,

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The Ricardian Rule, a mixed bag of Lord knows what

Love the story of how St. Francis took shelter from a sudden storm in a little ramshackle fallen-down country chapel, as he was winding his way happily walking through the fields of Tuscany (I’m assuming Assisi is in that part of Italy), doubtless talking to the assembled birds and creepy crawlies in their own animal lingo. While trying to keep

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Penniless in Paradise

Not much energy to wield the old keyboard for too long but felt I just needed to pinpoint some hopeful glimmerings starting to appear in-between the ups and downs of the turmoil and pressure-cooker extravaganza that passes for my sojourn in this particular incarnation. First thing today I caught up with some dear friends at my new local, a lovely

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Why I love the notion of The House of God never ever being closed

Sleeping in heavenly peace … Catholic churches are offering the homeless places to sleep in safety and peace. They provide blankets, fresh socks, basic hygiene kits, foot care, chaplaincy services, referrals to outside resources and even massage services and while visiting, are left to themselves to sleep, pray or just sit and relax out of the elements.  Yes!    

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King of the Mount walks/shuffles free

UPDATE: Little did I know I had used all my vulpine trickery in pulling the strings of the well-intentioned but hopelessly clueless hard-working staff *) at the Anti-Sanctuary from which I had barely escaped with my life, only to find upon arrival in my once-secure private Wavertonian retreat, that the NDIS application just submitted a couple of weeks prior had..

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No rest for the Richard

Trying to get some rest today – a very important priority – proved impossible. What was a unorthodox shy exhibitionist libertarian oddball to do? So in the end Muggins decided to turn his focus outward. Away from my own horrendous preoccupations and checked out my good friend’s new YT podcast venture: I  think she’s a natural when it comes to

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Hot Turkey

I remember a fellow PD traveller once enjoying my turn of phrase in describing my struggle with getting onto some heavy duty PD dope. I too remember those heady days, and sadly at times feel not much has changed. I mean, I am forever grateful for new friends, lovely neighbours, supporting locals et cetera. But when I recall how I

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Dawning of the age of thinking laterally

.. or how about some of these (s)experts try thinking outside of the box for a bloody change? Not being funny but how helpful really are these poncy pundits pontificating on something that actually for quite a few people could be a tad more vital than just another side-issue worthy of not much more attention than a few giggly column

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Film Night, what’s yer poison horror, farce, thriller? OK sorted ..

Just about to watch Awakenings.. had really hoped to be able to watch it together with someone else but hey, what are you gonna do? I ain’t gonna hire someone to come and watch it with me .. I have seen it many moons ago, aeons before L-Dopa meant anything to me, certainly way before that unwelcome lodger Mr. Bloody

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The bare essentials

Updates from Jessa, the Nude Blogger: NEW! Online Naked Yoga class now LIVE 🧘‍♀️  This week, I decided to teach a beautiful and nurturing gentle flow ✨ A flow designed to invite us to connect deeper with our body through slow and gentle stretches. A really beautiful way to induce stillness and calm. A magical opportunity to find contentment in the stillness

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Back to the drawing board for another Rorschach etch-a-sketch session

Sometimes it dawns on me with some force that, all things considered, the single most volatile element in my life is a reliably unpredictable character trait, which finds its origin in my own rather unorthodox way of seeing things. In other words, as I joked to my carer C. early last week, “You must think I’m mad.” “Only sometimes,” she

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Who cares? Well, plenty of peeps

Following the demise of yet another valiant attempt by my intrepid PD medical support team to dream up some labyrinthine cocktail of L-Dopa and assorted agonists that could offer muggins the semblance of a baseline quality of life, it was back to the drawing board again yesterday as my specialist explained some of the remaining chemical pathways on offer. While

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Nice day for a walk home .. from Gosford, Kinson don’t fail me now!

Had quite a good day yesterday in terms of getting my point across and starting to see some real progress where my treatment is concerned – I will try to update the Diary of an Anti-Patient to provide a bit more detail. But then the quality of medical treatment was never a concern. And I know full well, I don’t

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About six on the Ricardian scale or Going with the flow – there is a difference

Following a successful conference in Silicon Valley and some ultra-vexatious logistical hurdles while relocating to San Francisco, this morning I checked into a hotel in the Bay Area – mentally already able to sense the cool sheets that would soon be enveloping my aching bones. After two previous attempts to get suitable accommodation, relieved to find an agreeable attitude on

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The art of looking good while feeling utterly disposable

In a country where not that long ago but certainly pre-Turnbull days, it would have been quite feasible to find oneself downing a scooner in shorts and T-shirt (I won’t say singlet) while standing at the bar of a hotel (read pub) next to the Prime Minister or other such exalted presence, equally dressed in a supremely casual fashion, I’m

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