“The physical reality is a fallacy, not because it is invalid, but because it is temporal in nature. You shift between different filters of consciousness as … Continue reading The Daily Channel – What is the point of learning?
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Don’t wait until you are losing someone, To realise that you need to be there for them, In the way that you should always have been there for them. Maybe you… Continue reading Don’t Wait.
I’ve nabbed this from a post I wrote some time ago now over on my photography blog, Roving Bess. This is a fitting place for it I think, and as such reflects my sentiments at the moment. The core … Continue reading The Daily F – Walk the Line
Brief friendship, Deep love; Long journey; Eternal bond. Continue reading Love and Contempt… and Friendship
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This is me flying by the seat of my pants as they say, experimenting with channelling a poem on the spot on camera. Despite the odd hiccup, the imagery in my own mind was very strong and so was the sentiment. I’d be interested to know if any of you can feel the energy and emotion that I was feeling while filming, as you listen to it Also if anyone has any ideas or requests for me to recite any of my past poetry on either blog, or stories, posts,… Continue reading Blue Eyes
When the wind rages and windows rattle, but all else is quiet about you, you can hear echoes of distant stories as they unfold and invite you in to take refuge in amongst crowds of familiar faces. People you know … Continue reading The Daily Channel – Introspection
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This piece is taken from another of my book projects ‘Teaching a Monkey to Swim’, and is my own exploration of metaphysics and the overall human … Continue reading Teaching a Monkey to Swim Chapter 9 – Ish on Time
The Overseer – Part One In this twilight hour I am listening to the chimes of time, Ringing out the ascension of all faiths. As a contemplation of each minute Brings us closer to home. A quietening presence Tames my … Continue reading The Book of Ariel – The Overseer Part 1
The Thorn Pluck me a rose from thorn’s embrace, And deliver this heart as you would in love, To a child; a grace sublime. No shadow of mortal masquerade, In thy name a question to an answer told. To be … Continue reading The Book of Ariel – Thorn
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