An ill Michael takes to the microphone to discuss his latest life path and deviated septum.

If there is one thing which has miffed me more over the past few months it is the idea of fun. I know this may sound overly ridiculous and quite childish in nature but please bare with me. The problem I have is with fun, my idea of fun seems to be completely different to almost everybody I know. Usually I find the variable essence of opinion fascinating, I love the range of ideas which make us all different but fun has confused me. Am I unable to understand fun?

I have never found fitting into social groups particularly easy. When I was 9 years old I vividly remember watching boys joke about on the games field and feeling somewhat different. Looking back all I can blame this on is maturity, I seem to have always been more mature than my current age. It is only at 18 years old now that I am starting to see the world around me balance up and hopefully university will provide likeminded people. My school years have definitely been a struggle, although maturity might have been fast my brain has most definitely been slow. Both Maths and ICT proved to be subjects from hell but now school is over I find myself yearning for more education. How bizarre is that? The only way I can explain my slowness of speed earlier on is the great speed which I am now experiencing.

Hello and I wish to thank all of you who downloaded my first podcast made back in May. Over 300 listened to what was the world’s worst podcast with me muttering away sounding like the worlds most boring person and I am embarrassed that it has been so successful. However from now on I hope to provide a higher standard of blogpodistics available for you to download as audio or to traditionally read upon the website. You can subscribe to the podcasts through the iTunes store by searching for ‘A Superflous Ramble’ or indeed download or read from mikewhite.co.uk/blog. You may have seen upon the iTunes store that this podcast is listed under the category of ‘philosophy’ but I shall be very liberal with this label. After all, philosophy is essentially the pursuit and love of wisdom which is what this superfluous audio ramble is all about in the first place. Be prepared in the future though for slightly more lackadaisical podcasts imitating something far more relaxed than a philosophical lesson upon the world, please do not think of me as your teacher, if such an absurd assumption did arise. For the moment though on with the substance of this podcast.

A normal boy

As you may know I have now finished school. I have written about this most recently on ‘Your Local Guardian’ website and uttered this a few times on my very own. Finishing school has been a very odd feeling as it is the end of the school age really.

Originally published on Your Local Guardian

I am fully aware that I have not blessed this page with a post for about two months now and I must give you my profoundest apologies. It has been the height of exam stress which prevented posts during June and now nearing the end of July I have finally found a bit of time to soak you in my latest ramblings.

What have I been up to? Quite a lot. The exams went very well thank you, although it does not remove worry from the wait of results. As you may know A level results don’t come out until the 14^th August which leaves many of us chewing our nails, sitting on the edge of our seats in worry.

As you know by the extensive wave of advertising which has hit this quiet philosophical corner of the interweb fingers have been tapping crazily upon coffee stained keyboards and many processed meals have been consumed. All of this work and arthritis has produced the most ambitious project to be seen upon this website. A project to be made book product in the Autumn and now I can release some details. The book is to be called Philosophy: The Joy of Truth and delves into the world of philosophy, discusses God, religion, past affairs and enables you to discover the mind of the philosopher within yourself. With this release I am offering a 13 page sample for download so that you may get a taste for the book, hopefully like it, recommend it and purchase it.

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But first a little bit more information about this book release as I do not wish to keep you people in the dark. For a while now I have had this urge inside of me, a monster lurking within, that wants to write a book. There are sadly a couple of problems with writing a book, first of which they can be hugely difficult to publish and secondly it costs a large amount of money. Since I cannot yet offer either of these things it seemed the only option was to write a book attached to the website.

That’s right, a book release is going to be happening this year on mikewhite.co.uk. Some of you may have noticed the new introduction screen to the website at the main address and the ability to register your interest to the book. Registering your interest simply shows me how many copies I can expect to be printed and your email address will be kept until the book release to email of any changes. I’m quite excited, many of you will know I did attempt a book for this website last year but it didn’t quite work out. A mix between work and utter distaste for the project caused me to drop it, however 2008 will be present for a far more interesting book.

For the moment I am holding back the title of the book along with the subtitle but I will reveal that it will be a book upon philosophy tackling all of those big questions on life. In the past some of you have emailed me asking about my views or perhaps admiring my ability to discuss and reason topics, of which I am very thankful for. Many people consider me a thinker and have asked my opinion over life, God and other such subjects. I do hope this book then will reveal my thoughts clearly and in an exciting way.

Sex as a pleasure seeking activity and a moral question. A look into Christianity’s Pagan past concerning spiritual union. A scientific insight into the morality behind sex and a gaze into homosexual ethics.

It was last September that I posted the first topic about sex upon this website and since then the whole lovely topic has been forgotten about. I view this as perhaps a good thing, I am after all a teenage guy and the subject should be rolling around in my head every 10 minutes. In honesty sex is one of the subjects which bores me the most, I cannot stand its constant attention within the media, the huge role of importance it seems to play in modern life and I would much rather settle down with a nice book. No doubt I would be a rubbish addition at playboy mansion.

However I have had to erect the topic as in a small part of the internet world a debate has sparked upon homosexuality and now heterosexual relations now seems to be becoming the new topic.

If I am honest I am quite tired, perhaps brain dead would be the correct term, as I have reached over the half way point of exams. As of this moment I only have two exams left and the smell of freedom is much closer. This morning marked an important occasion, the end of philosophy, in turn marking the end of lessons altogether which is such a large concept and change in my life to understand I can barely grasp the ‘soon to be’ reality of no school. Needless to say I cannot wait for school to be over, the clock is ticking and hopefully the last tock will strike quickly and sweetly.

This is then my attempt to show you, the reader, that I am still alive and well. Revision has kept me from posting any new posts, the furious time eating and mind numbing beast it is and so for today I shall share with you my current thoughts.

Last week in a state of urging forward myself as a new person away from school I had a haircut. Now I am not going to embarrass myself by showing you my older hair, indeed you proberly can find such pictures in the gallery section of my website but this is my new hair!

The picture is not as clear as it could be but what I have done is kept the sides and back short and let the fringe grow.

From the light hearted discussion of the last school days, to the debate of what to do in your last days, to the decision to make your baby’s last day and the decider to which choice we will make.

Hello and I am delighted to announce that this shall be the last blog into which you read me as a foolish, scruffy, slightly juvenile secondary school student. Come the 23^rd June I shall instead be a juvenile, scruffy, slightly foolish young adult trying to find his way in a colossally confusing world. The crux, crutch or crotch of it is that the next time this website will be updated will be at a time past those miserable school days. [clear throat] I like to think of this moment therefore as something beautiful and strange, a clear definition of childhood innocents which has ended (May I add possibly already lost) and where the supposed ‘real work’ now begins. Believe me, I am not one of these gullible reminiscent people that will reflect back on school as something legendary, the best days of my life, I believe the best days are still yet to come! So smash the ridiculous rose tinted spectacles and instead witness the spectacle of rivetingly deep change. It was actually the somewhat modest reverent philosopher Immanuel Kant that observed that the school days were possibly the worst of his life.

A superflous venture into William James, David Hume, recent news events, some technological tantrums and other auditory polymath which is awaiting your attention. Either stream from my website below or download to listen in your own time.

The thought of ever having published work was once only a tingly dream but now my dreams have become true. I am now a published poet! As I spoke a little about in the ‘Definition of Human’ I have always regarded poetry as something quite personal and hidden. Keeping this in mind writing poetry for everybody to read has been a bit of a challenge but I am delighted to have had two poems published in ‘Fifty Years of Keeping Faith’, a book published by U.K. Secrets Publishing, organised by my school.

The two poems which I have had published are called “Love of Reason” and “Dead Child’s Poem”. These two poems create a sort of irony against the book’s title since both emphas