Thursday, 1 January 2026

so sad the news from Switzerland

so sad the news from Switzerland

Vitality Lost

Smiles Gone

Laughter Left

Joy Disappeared

Dancing Stopped

Energy Left

Tears Stained for those who remain

Cold Cold Night

Delight Gone

What has happened to Us

A loss too big for words

and this is all I can say

I pray for better  days

When memories of Joy 

When we dare to Laugh again

We will remember them all

With smiles and we will dare

to laugh again, because this

is the only way to remember them


michael casey , birmingham,  england




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my own daughter went on her first ski trip this year

and I can imagine the similarities, so I too shed a tear



just after 8, not time for Mints, 8am

just after 8, not time for Mints, 8am

Tinnitus attacking, I need pain killer on my left shoulder

not much sleep, I can emphasise so much with Padre Pio

I'd love a few more miracles

I'm like the favourite child already, so maybe I'll get no more

Manga Michael Casey is my big idea

Lets see if Japan says its Time

Trump is still an infection

Time to reject him

and time for Peace in Ukraine

my favourite hope

is Russian military rebellions

and Putin thrown  out

and no more Nuclear Weapons

and Russian Empire shrinks

But maybe I've ODed on my Rosary

but anything is possible for God

as Pio will tell you

as for me I hope to write more story stories

instead of stuff like this

but a shockwave of noise makes it hard

At least when the Christmas Tree leaves us I can close the front room curtains

Then it'll be so much warmer sat here

Our Pigs will start departing back to the South

and suddenly the house will be quiet

and the gas bill so much lower

I continue with my daily messages to Moscow

my attempts to change History from my Tinnitus head and bed

1,000,000 dead and Trillions wasted by Putin

for what

you tell me, the amount of GOOD for the people if he turned

the other way

Ditto Trump, stupidity beyond belief and more

Kneecapping the USA society

They could impeach him tomorrow and change History again

TRUMP branding on everything, he really is a Cowboy

in the wrong sense of the word

I'll leave it there for now, I need slap on the pain killer 

and go back to bed

Rubic cube life, an origami story who knows

will my Kimono  come


Manga Michael Casey and learn so much

happy new year 2026

happy new year 2026

Singapore 63,000 to catch up Hong Kong

I'd love to get my Michael Casey Manga idea going

teach the East English via manga my words

thats all 

I need take the woodpeckers out my head

Tinnitus still attacking me

I need somebody warm to warm my ears

and take my Tinnitus away


December 2025 figures



Wednesday, 31 December 2025

Somebody was reading this so full of HOPE maybe so I'd like to leave HOPE with you as 2026 begins



This is how things should be , and could be again AFTER Putin twinkles his toes


a piece from years ago

When Santa's Angels Came to the Rescue.

When Santa’s Angels Came to the Rescue ©


By Michael Casey


 


Santa was sad, even  he had caught Covid 19, he thought he was safe at the North Pole, but no, he caught Covid 19. So how could he get on his slay and deliver presents, besides which, what about all those grandparents who were sheltering and may not see their grandkids this Christmas. It was all so sad, Santa just wanted to cry and ask for a cuddle from his mom. He sniffled and Rudolf pushed his  fleece back to cover him more, Rudolf was worried too, nobody had a clue what to do. Rudolf sneaked out of the giant igloo and would have cried, he had to hide his tears from Santa, a reindeer must always be strong. Rudolf looked to the skies, overhead a shooting star passed by. But it was not a shooting star, it was the Space Station.


 


Rudolf was inspired, the Dragon Capsule had filled the space station with men, so they could take turns to help him. Rudolf flew skyward, his red nose flashing, SOS, SOS, SOS, which as you know means Save Our  Santa, Save Our Santa, Save Our Santa. The spacemen thought they were seeing things, but the Monk was reading a Christmas Carol to them from the comfort of his study. And as they excitedly said Rudolf was flashing them, he took the photos of Santa from beneath his 1st Edition a Christmas Carol. In an instant, he knew what had to be done, the three cousins from Papaloffoff would have to go to the North Pole and help Save Santa.


 


Now how could a retired USA general get Russia to help. The Monk rang a number and then did not speak, he just tapped his thumb on the phone, in Morse Code he asked a friend for a favour. Could Vladimir get the three cousins to the North Pole. Now Vladimir was just a janitor, or so he claimed, but he had fingers in many pies. So when he heard morse, of course he’d help. No words had been spoken, nothing had been said, just tap tap tapping, on his special phone that his friend had given him years before. One day we’ll save the world with this phone the monk had whispered. The phone was stuck to the back of a icon of Mary, a gift from one super power to another, from brother to brother.


 


The Monk smiled, he had the exact same icon on the wall in his  private office, you see icons have power, because they are painted with love and prayer. The Monk went back to bedtime stories for spacemen. Meanwhile, a helicopter descended on Popaloff, and with little discussion the three cousins were away.  Lech, Boris and Gregorgi  were given Artic weather kit and told to dress quick. Alexi Goodenoff whispered, these orders are from on high, you have to Save Santa, he saved you now its your turn to save him. All dressed in white with googles on, a bottle of vodka each they transferred to a plane. You can drink the vodka now explained Alexi Goodenoff, for what they were about to do was insane, and only a madman a fool or a man from Popaloffoff would dare do it. James Bond himself would say I should cocoa if asked to do such a dangerous thing. The 3 cousins would jump from a plane straight onto the North Pole ice shelf,  they would have skis on and only Rudolf’s flashing nose would be their beacon. Santa needed help, and only they would do.


 


Now back in Papaloff, the icons glowed, the love, the power the prayer was  there with the boys. You can take a man out of Papaloffoff, but Papaloffoff  is always in the man. So the power was pulsing through them, as was the 2 litres of vodka they had each downed in one. It can be very cold at the North Pole after all. With that Alexi Goodenoff pushed them out of the plane as it slowed and came in low. Rudolf flashed and with his mates they dragged the slay behind the. It was close, but Rudolf was a pro, they caught the three cousins as  they fell from the sky. With a belch, and a bump and a fart, Lech, Boris, and Gregorgi were safe in the slay. Two litres of vodka each, was a great way of relaxing, so they instantly fell asleep. They awoke to find themselves in front of Santa, they hugged. Santa was wearing a space suit, to make sure he did not spead Covid 19 to them.


 


So you see boys I just don’t have the energy, what with all Covid 19 and all that. So Rudolf thought you could help, and because the Elves caught Covid 19 too, I don’t have any presents either. But Love is all you need, slurred the 3 cousins, who had not yet sobered up after the 2 litres of vodka each. We should just give everybody Angels this Christmas, that’s enough, Angels we have heard on high. As they said this a mother cried, and her tears spilled all over the floor like pearls, so it was decided by the King. This Christmas everybody the world over would be a special angel from Santa, or rather Lech, Boris and Gregorgi.


 


The cousins were told all they had to do was stick the Angels to the windows, no climbing down chimneys as they were all too big, besize Santa has magic powers that allowed him to get down chimneys, and sadly with Covid 19, it might be best not to enter the world’s houses. Again a mother cried, and on high stars shot by. This evil pest, Covid 19 was doing it’s very best to hurt everybody. But the boys from Papaloffoff were on a mission, and as they flew through the sky, icons in the East began to glow, in the North, in the South and in the West. In Churches and in book stores, and in private collections hidden in bank vaults, the Icons, the Holy Icons were coming alive. You see this was no tale like A Christmas Carol. Tonight Prayer and Hope and Love would descend from Heaven above, and Covid  19 could go to Hell.


 


Norad tracks Santa every Christmas, but this Christmas Santa seemed to be very erratic, popping up or is it Popaloffoffing up here there and everywhere, until finally Santa seemed to split into three. Norad did not understand, but  the Monk and Vladimir the janitor knew, and as they each drunk their cocoa, with vodka in, they smiled and the icons in their rooms glowed. You see, a mother’s tears this Christmas time had all her prayers answered.


 


At each house an Angel was stuck to a window, Angels we have heard on high, singing gloria in excelsis deo. Andrew Graham Dixon the greatest British art expert was in the bathroom shaving when there was a knock at the window, he opened it so see Lech throw an Angel at him. Then a few minutes later Boris was there with another Angel, then a few minutes more Andrew Graham Dixon had a third knock, it was Gregorgi with a third Angel, Gregorgi did steal a stay can of Guinness that was sat on the window ledge. Andrew Graham Dixon looked like Santa with shaving foam all over his face. He laughed, it must have been the pudding.


 


So on, the boys from Papaloffoff flew, 3 parts drunk still, but still delivering Angels everwhere. Now you won’t believe what happened next. Yes, they fell asleep, and 3 became one, or rather all three of them were back in the slay. In the morning the world over people delighted in seeing angels at their windows. Perfect angels, icon like angels. Now the thing is, as Mary looked at her angel, she began to cry, if only grandpa was here. And grandpa looked at his angel, if only I could see my granddaughter Mary, she’d love this angel. And so she did, and so grandpa did. As they both said it simultaneously a hologram, or perhaps a Holygram appeared. Grandpa was really there with Mary, and Mary was really there with grandpa. You see the power of love, and pray, icon style. Mary really was with her grandpa in his house, and grandpa was with Mary in her house.


Now this happened the world over, just think of me and I’ll be there, reach out and say my name with a prayer and I’ll be there. So by the power of Angels everybody was together, even though they were apart. That’s what  icons do. Now maybe I was wrong about the 2 litres of vodka each, perhaps it was not vodka after all. Maybe just maybe it was Holy Water, so the three cousins had breathed Holy Water everywhere, and it was a Blessing so Families could be together.


 


There is one footnote. When Andrew Graham Dixon checked his three Angels, because he was a friend of Popaloffoff that’s why he got three, he discovered they were in fact long lost treasure. Three Angels, a set that belonged back in Saint Petersburg, so after he cried with delight he returned them to Vladimir the janitor in Moscow. Who gave him permission to film anywhere and everywhere he liked, because if you know the janitor, any door can open.





all the tyrants must go and then PEOPLE have a chance








And finally 31st Dec 2025

And finally 31st Dec 2025

I got a message on my phone

saying that while I was on the toilet

I had missed an Amazon Europe delivery

but I have nothing outstanding

https://www.amazon.co.uk/Samsung-Foldable-Storage-Extended-Warranty/dp/B0FB3SZMKN?th=1

not unless Zuckerberg is folding me

a phone as a congratulation present

for reaching 100,000 in just Dec 2025

but I'll never know

not unless it was Jeff Bezos fighting over me

or the Google Jeff Dean

or maybe I'm just behaving like

a QUEEN

https://www.amazon.co.uk/Samsung-Foldable-Storage-Extended-Warranty/dp/B0FB3SZMKN?th=1



but maybe I have too much imagination



Perfect Celebration 31st Dec 2025

Perfect Celebration

well I went back to bed after being up early

then I was surfing my news feed

RACIST TRUMP

In Holland memorial to Black soldiers removed

Trump thinks he is a Master Race

in fact a Total Disgrace

The Chinese and the Irish built the Railroads

Time to Impeach Trump

BECAUSE Everybody hates him

he is a collection of diseases and hate

held together by sticking plasters

SO 

anyway when I get up a bag of the cleaner's old clothes

was on the wall outside

designer stuff maybe 15 or 20 years old

despite living with me all these years 

she is still the same size

so I went outside to encourage people to them

a black guy  happened by, so I accosted  him

I said the bag of clothes would be perfect

for early teenagers

So I showed him what was on top

a very fancy jumper and other stuff

He agreed to take it for his kids

now it turns out he was from Botswana 

where the elephants are from

and I was called elephant behind my back

CkD and all that

But the events unfolding had a better tale

you see my big daughter at University

 one of her crew is from Botswana too

Patrick was his name and I said that's the same

as the hero in my story

So I showed him my site and said

5700 plus pieces of writing

3,000,000 words

and today I've reached a benchmark

100,000 readers in Dec 2025

so Patrick who has also done some writing

will be busy for a week having a read

I also told him of course he could write

If I could, then so could anybody

But then the Padre Pio flip

you see Patrick's sister in law was in Japan

I said Manga Michael Casey I'd like  to do next

so please tell her all about me

so with dream and a connection

from Birmingham to Botswana to Japan

and Padre Pio in his grotto in my garden

lets see what happens

and it is Hogmanay today

so as Patrick admired my beret

On impulse I gave him a Tammy

which I had hanging on the back of a chair

so a black guy in a Scottish Tammy with an Irish name

a saint from Italy was starting a chain reaction in Japan

for the Elephants in Botswana to Trump about

Bread crumbs scattered on the floor and I'm just

pecking at them

I'm not really a writer, I just glue everything together

and this is what Faith and Love is all about



STOP PRESS YOU DID IT

STOP PRESS YOU DID IT

I just went through the barrier

for a month

I'm up with the Big Boys now

well only for this month

can you all keep it up constantly

and maybe buy some books

or Manga Michael Casey with me, I need a partner to do that

Japanese girl where are you

Japan Times I did send an email

with my indecent proposal

come Manga Michael Casey with me

or Zuckerberg if you cut my grass, be my garden boy

we could do it togther

that'll fold your Toga



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