Sky Glass will fail

Posted bymichaelgcasey07/10/2021Posted inUncategorizedEditSky Glass will fail

Sky Glass will fail.

Why, because Content is King

And Streaming is the new way for a decade

So An App on your own posh tv

Is the Only way

Why throw away what you have got?

Renting TVs is very Retro

Apps are King

The Glass will break

Its a no brainer

I’m only commenting cos Glass always breaks

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Read this and Cry with Joy

Posted bymichaelgcasey06/10/2021Posted inUncategorizedEditRead this and Cry with Joy

WHO endorses use of world’s first malaria vaccine in Africa

World Health Organization’s director general hails ‘historic day’ in fight against parasitic disease

I saw this in today’s Guardian, one of the papers I read. GSK in UK was a major part of this

This s what Humanity should be doing, and Facebook and their ilk could cough up

$20,000,000,000 easily to help save Humanity instead of being a Parasite on it

I've been ZUM. searched

I've been ZUMed

somebody has been using the Zum search engine in Korea to track me

So hello to them, I clicked the link to see my face looking back at me

from the Book cover, amongst loads of Korean results

So I hope they like the book, even if the picture is not so hot

its me at the keyboard with my big daughter at the piano keyboard

in the old house, we've been further up the hill 3 years now

though the actual photo might be 10 years old

So obviously I sent an email to Zum, any random idea will do

But I do hope they like My Soul Is, in Korean Translation

I only write poetry occasionally, but I think it's always good when I try

so here's it again, for them and all of you in Korea

Thursday, 6 August 2020

Korean Translation of My Soul Is by Michael Casey

내 영혼은 ©
으로
마이클 케이시

내 영혼은 많은 것
내 영혼은 비어 있고 사랑이 부족해
내 영혼은 표류하며 항구를 찾아
내 영혼은 공허함과 슬픔을 울리게한다
내 영혼은 빈 약속으로 길을 잃었다
내 영혼은 방향이없고 표류와 흔들림
내 영혼은 아무데도 없어 세상 끝날 무렵에
내 영혼은 어둠 속에, 그림자 속에
내 영혼은 방향없이 표류 캐스팅
내 영혼은 저주받을지도 몰라
그리고 나는 오랫동안 죽은 엄마를 기억합니다
무슨 말을하는지 모르더라도 계속기도하십시오
내 영혼은 아주 작은 목소리를 듣습니다
내 영혼은 아주 작은 빛을 본다
내 영혼은 작은 작은 바람을 느낀다
내 영혼은 어디에서나 온기를 잡아
내 영혼은 더 좋은쪽으로 이끌려
내 영혼이 더 강해지기 시작합니다
내 영혼 내 기분이 좋아진다
내 영혼은 방향을 찾습니다
내 영혼이 윙윙 거리는 새처럼 윙윙 거리기 시작해
내 영혼은 더 이상 황혼에 없습니다
내 영혼은 빛으로 움직인다
내 영혼은 노래와 미소
내 영혼은 무료입니다
내 영혼은 더 이상 부담을 느끼지 않습니다
내 영혼은 춤과 같다
내 영혼은 들판에서 노래하고 춤추고
내 영혼은 더 이상 수축되거나 제한되지 않습니다
My Soul은 그물없이 자유롭게 움직이는 곡예사
내 영혼은 이중 무료입니다
내 영혼 내 영혼은 다시 희망의 일부입니다
내 영혼 내 영혼은 다시 사랑의 일부
내 영혼 내 영혼은 은혜로 가득
계속 기도해, 천사들은 항상 거기있어
모든 것을 잃었다 고 생각하더라도
내 영혼은 하나의 영혼의 일부입니다
당신의 영혼을 하나님 인 모자이크에 다시 넣으십시오
비록 우리는 독신이지만 여전히 하나의 일부입니다
nae yeonghon-eun ©
eulo
maikeul keisi

nae yeonghon-eun manh-eun geos
nae yeonghon-eun bieo issgo salang-i bujoghae
nae yeonghon-eun pyolyuhamyeo hang-guleul chaj-a
nae yeonghon-eun gongheohamgwa seulpeum-eul ulligehanda
nae yeonghon-eun bin yagsog-eulo gil-eul ilh-eossda
nae yeonghon-eun banghyang-ieobsgo pyolyuwa heundeullim
nae yeonghon-eun amudedo eobs-eo sesang kkeutnal mulyeob-e
nae yeonghon-eun eodum sog-e, geulimja sog-e
nae yeonghon-eun banghyang-eobs-i pyolyu kaeseuting
nae yeonghon-eun jeojubad-euljido molla
geuligo naneun olaesdong-an jug-eun eommaleul gieoghabnida
museun mal-eulhaneunji moleudeolado gyesoggidohasibsio
nae yeonghon-eun aju jag-eun mogsolileul deudseubnida
nae yeonghon-eun aju jag-eun bich-eul bonda
nae yeonghon-eun jag-eun jag-eun balam-eul neukkinda
nae yeonghon-eun eodieseona ongileul jab-a
nae yeonghon-eun deo joh-eunjjog-eulo ikkeullyeo
nae yeonghon-i deo ganghaejigi sijaghabnida
nae yeonghon nae gibun-i joh-ajinda
nae yeonghon-eun banghyang-eul chajseubnida
nae yeonghon-i wing-wing geolineun saecheoleom wing-wing geoligi sijaghae
nae yeonghon-eun deo isang hwanghon-e eobs-seubnida
nae yeonghon-eun bich-eulo umjig-inda
nae yeonghon-eun nolaewa miso
nae yeonghon-eun mulyoibnida
nae yeonghon-eun deo isang budam-eul neukkiji anhseubnida
nae yeonghon-eun chumgwa gatda
nae yeonghon-eun deulpan-eseo nolaehago chumchugo
nae yeonghon-eun deo isang suchugdoegeona jehandoeji anhseubnida
My Soul-eun geumul-eobs-i jayulobge umjig-ineun gog-yesa
nae yeonghon-eun ijung mulyoibnida
nae yeonghon nae yeonghon-eun dasi huimang-ui ilbu-ibnida
nae yeonghon nae yeonghon-eun dasi salang-ui ilbu
nae yeonghon nae yeonghon-eun eunhyelo gadeug
gyesog gidohae, cheonsadeul-eun hangsang geogiiss-eo
modeun geos-eul ilh-eossda go saeng-gaghadeolado
nae yeonghon-eun hanaui yeonghon-ui ilbu-ibnida
dangsin-ui yeonghon-eul hananim in mojaikeue dasi neoh-eusibsio
bilog ulineun dogsin-ijiman yeojeonhi hanaui ilbu-ibnida



plus some Translations from my Wordpress site

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and something for the neighbours in Japan , In Search of an Indian Princess the climax of The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker set in Old Forge and Singing Anvil

Man of Steel and Michelangelo

Man of Steel and Michelangelo 

I was going to watch a documentary of Michelangelo

I even started watching it on Sky Arts, so bad it it's now on freeview

But it turned out to  be on about a Theory and not really Michelangelo

The presenter was terrible too

He was connecting Michelangelo to Waco Texas

So I watched till the first ad break and then decided enough was enough

The Sistine Chapel looked like Simpsons kind of art works

Was this just the Post Restoration Art works

Then it moved to Assisi, where I've been

So I was most disappointed, and the talker only made me

want to walk as far away as possible from him

And Yes, I could do a much better job than him

So he was most disappointing

The Naked Chef on telly is a far greater presenter

and the food programme is much better than the Art

though some say Food is Art

So I watched Man of Steel instead, which I had not seen before

It seemed a little dark and brooding, very atmospheric

But not quite enjoyable, yes watch it if that art programme was on

But really a K drama would have been far better

And the final battle in Man of Steel did seem to last too long

Though when he fought back with all his might

It did remind me of my own daily battles with Tinnitus and pain

in the night

Which reminded me of Faith, sometimes that is all that is left

So thank God for that

I'm no man of steel, though I am the son of a blacksmith

And Faith and Love is all that's left of the table

when your Health is gone, and you are hisses at by Tinnitus

So I'll dream of Art tonight and hope it keeps pain and tinnitus

away as I lay in my bed

I stumbled over this and it's Art and Faith combined

Trump was hypnotised

Trump was hypnotised

Trump was hypnotised and the Trigger words is Music from Cats, aas his handler has a sense of humour.

Just think about it. So is Trump really a Putin Poodle?

Go do your own research, it would explain everything.

But the avalanche of BILE from Trump distracts

But how come, Cats control Trump

Or is he really somebody’s pussy

Investigate for Yourselves….

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somebody was reading this, it made me laugh so here is The Common Room again

 

somebody was reading this, it made me laugh so here is The Common Room again

Wednesday, 25 October 2017

the common room

The Common Room (c)

By

Michael Casey

What are you sniggering at? You are worse than a child, I have to mark this drivel, you would think if they got to Cambridge they would have least learnt how to write, they’d know how to string a sentence together. Or at least make it interesting. This one will get an F, and F is the appropriate letter I should begin with for this drivel. If his Daddy paid for all the best schools perhaps he should have bought his a Dictionary too. Or at least paid for a French mistress who could have taught him English in his gap year. At least they leave a few cases of the 69 at the Porters lodge. He’s a decent sort, he told me to be really rigorous when marking his son’s papers. If only the French mistress was as rigorous and taught him a bit of English in the gap year.

You are smirking now, I’ll have to gather myself up from my chair and see what exactly you are reading. Oh, that 300 and Not OUT, a cricket magazine  or something. I would ask Jeffrey Archer to pop in and explain how to write  page turning prose, only he’s gone off with Andrew Graham Dixon and some Italian bloke to have dinner. I despair of the youth of today, they can’t string a sentence together, what they write reads like an obituary. Shakespeare should inspire them, or Charles Dickens, or that Little Woman, or rather the book Little Women, they should have Pride and no Prejudice in what they read and then write about. Instead its cut and *&***((ing paste, do they think we are stupid, WE ARE CAMBRIDGE DONS after all.

Yes I will have a Cuban cigar, and I know you really did steal them from Fidel, help yourself to some of the 69 while I light this monster. We are the last bastion of good taste here at Singing Anvil College, we really were founded by a blacksmith 100s of years ago. We are known as the SAC college because of all the ale stored underneath the chapel. That bastard you are reading stole the idea and used it in his butchered version of the baker and the undertaker story, The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker, my big fat hairy Cambridge arse.

You are still sniggering, is he really any good? Or does he just make lots of money from his books, even though his writing is horse manure, if I’m being polite. So he’s written over a million words, but is undiscovered, like a pearl of great price but you’ve lost the shovel and the map marking the spot. So he’s just a bit of a cult, yes I said cult. So who exactly reads him? Only Dons in Cracow Poland. But the Poles have a funny sense of humour.

But what do you see in him. He’s fat and silver haired and wears shades, mainly to hide his ugly mug. His structure is like an outside toilet, big and strong with the odour of something quite right, if I ever met the daft brush I’ll give him a bottle of something. No not a bottle of the 69, it would be wasted on him, maybe some cheap perfume for men, or failing that some Jeyes Fluid disinfectant to dab behind his ears.

He just teases and half tells a story and then expects us to finish it for ourselves. I say he’s just a lazy writer, or has run out of steam. You don’t think so? If a girl and a boy are alone then he should tell us what happens, it’s more like a Bollywood film and he just leads us a merry dance. I want more detail. He uses a metaphor. She weighed up his evidence, she assessed the power repeatedly, she smiles and gently glowed, and she in turn gave him a stiff sentence, or was it a stiff drink. Or knowing your writer it’s always  a pint of Stella Artois. The only thing sophisticated about his writing is the Stella Artois.

I know, but he’s big in Poland. Only Amazon don’t publish in Polish, the irony of it all, now that is amusing to me. I better mark some more of these useless bastards’ essays. And yes of course I do want to read 300 and Not Out when you have finished with it. He may be a totally useless writer but at least he entertains me, otherwise I’d have to read Harry Potter to my grandchildren.

Some say he’s really a Don at that crappy University, up the road, you know Oxford. He just pretends to be a moron, when really he’s an Oxford Don, though how do you tell the difference? The moron is better educated. Wasn’t there something in a Tom Sharpe book years ago about a writer who had somebody else pretend to be him to do all the publicity. While he stayed in some house of ill repute, like the House of Lords or something? Well whoever really is this Michael Casey I just hope that someday he gets discovered  then he can bequest all his money to our college. The SAC college wine cellar needs replenishment, those bastards from Porterhouse College tunnelling into the cellar and stole a load of the 69. Is there no honour any more?

With that it’s just after midnight, so go to bed with your wives and lovers and mistresses And if its 3 to the power of one its far cheaper, though for the mathematicians out there, you are in for a very exciting night, 3 to the power of one, is your favourite equation after all.  And if you don’t know what this fat silver haired writer in shades means by that, I’m sure your girl will enjoy explaining it to you. 

See no wonder Cambridge Dons hate me, though one brother really went to Cambridge and another to Oxford. Me I was just more common, as common as a Common room. 

for BoA in Korea

 for BoA in Korea, read the sad news, so hope this helps

죽은 자와 산 자 (c)

                           ~에 의해
           
                     마이클 케이시


     나는 아홉 살 때 죽은 사람을 처음 보았고 아버지는 그렇지 않다고 말했다.
  
     죽은 사람이 산 사람과 같다고 걱정하는 것은 웃음뿐이다.
  
     그들을 떠났고, 그들의 눈에서 반짝임이 사라졌고, 걱정이 사라졌습니다.
  
     그들의 어깨에서 들리고 그들의 목소리는
  
     영원 .

     낙원에서는 반짝임이 다시 돌아올 것입니다.
  
     별이여 웃음도 돌아올 것이다 아침바람과
  
     회전하는 조류는 웃음으로 흔들리는 그들의 측면입니다.
     
     나는 산 사람에게 베푸는 것과 같은 예의로 고인을 대하고,
  
     나는 고인이 항상 더 예의 바르다는 것을 알지만. 우리 아버지도
  
     살아있는 것에 대해 몇 마디 했습니다.

     그는 산 자는 영혼을 돌보는 자일 뿐이라고 말했지만,
  
     그들은 자신의 존재가 전부라고 생각하고 모든 것을 알고 있다고 생각합니다.
  
      감각 으로 많은 것을 경험 하기 때문입니다 .

      살아있는 사람들이 인정하지 않는 것은 그들의 시간이 짧고
  
      내가 그들의 몸을 쉬게 할 때 그들의 영혼은
  
      그들의 강함 없이, 그들의 약함 없이, 그들의 없이
  
      아름답거나 추악한 일시적인 형태, 말할 수 없는 곳에만
  
      그것이 더 나은 곳이라는 것을.
  
      퍼시 장의사는 관에 뚜껑을 덮고 영혼은 자유로웠습니다


                          시작

jug-eun jawa san ja (c)

                           ~e uihae
           
                     maikeul keisi


     naneun ahob sal ttae jug-eun salam-eul cheoeum boassgo abeojineun geuleohji anhdago malhaessda.
  
     jug-eun salam-i san salamgwa gatdago geogjeonghaneun geos-eun us-eumppun-ida.
  
     geudeul-eul tteonassgo, geudeul-ui nun-eseo banjjag-im-i salajyeossgo, geogjeong-i salajyeossseubnida.
  
     geudeul-ui eokkaeeseo deulligo geudeul-ui mogsolineun
  
     yeong-won .

     nag-won-eseoneun banjjag-im-i dasi dol-aol geos-ibnida.
  
     byeol-iyeo us-eumdo dol-aol geos-ida achimbalamgwa
  
     hoejeonhaneun jolyuneun us-eum-eulo heundeullineun geudeul-ui cheugmyeon-ibnida.
     
     naneun san salam-ege bepuneun geosgwa gat-eun yeuilo goin-eul daehago,
  
     naneun goin-i hangsang deo yeui baleudaneun geos-eul aljiman. uli abeojido
  
     sal-aissneun geos-e daehae myeoch madi haessseubnida.

     geuneun san janeun yeonghon-eul dolboneun jail ppun-ilago malhaessjiman,
  
     geudeul-eun jasin-ui jonjaega jeonbulago saeng-gaghago modeun geos-eul algo issdago saeng-gaghabnida.
  
      gamgag eulo manh-eun geos-eul gyeongheom hagi ttaemun-ibnida .

      sal-aissneun salamdeul-i injeonghaji anhneun geos-eun geudeul-ui sigan-i jjalbgo
  
      naega geudeul-ui mom-eul swige hal ttae geudeul-ui yeonghon-eun
  
      geudeul-ui gangham eobs-i, geudeul-ui yagham eobs-i, geudeul-ui eobs-i
  
      aleumdabgeona chuaghan ilsijeog-in hyeongtae, malhal su eobsneun gos-eman
  
      geugeos-i deo na-eun gos-ilaneun geos-eul.
  
      peosi jang-uisaneun gwan-e ttukkeong-eul deopgo yeonghon-eun jayulowossseubnida


                          sijag

Michael Casey Birmingham England