Does the baby cry because it knows?

It becomes difficult and sometimes seemingly impossible to reach an end, a conclusion, but there are two ends? or maybe they’re the beginnings of the same ends. I become bogged down by uncertainty which like a snake, coils around inside of me and ties me up in knots, not to be outdone my mind becomes…

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Andes

Who out there would climb a mountain to drink in life? who signs his name upon the line establishing his dominance? I have buried more in these lands held hands with death and smiled, have walked a lonely pilgrimage, to what ends, I ask of myself. But if climbing, falling or dying is our calling…

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The circle

Sometimes I wonder why we are put here in this place only to face the inevitable and sometimes I don’t…

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Thinking on

I am quite well off, better off than some, those for whom the sun doesn’t often shine and the old adage, what’s mine is mine does not apply, if we can’t give back some of our happiness to the less fortunate among us then we become ‘them’ ‘greedy men’ and that’s a trap set for…

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Writings on the wrappages of Christmas

The sum of my experience added to the number of times I tried and then divided by those that I knew who died comes under the name of theoretical maths. If only we could add up the sad and the lonely then subtract them from the equation…

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Perspective

You may think you’re just a ripple in the ocean, but to the phytoplankton you are a tidal wave…

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That old chestnut?

when I grow up ( again ) I won’t be such a pain but I shan’t be just a grain of sand, I shall be the shore…

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Thinks on

Finding the mind in amazing configurations, a million and more calculations in the blink of your eyes which are also amazing, but it’s sometimes a maze which we navigate through and amazing or not whether we mind it or not we’ve got potential…

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The pattern cutter

The thought is I think the link and each thought that we think adds to each link and each link to another to our sisters and brothers uniting us all. The square route of everything is anything that makes something bearable and we are durable, aren’t we? Do you think you’re alone? do you think…

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Back to the sixties

Remember those demented discotheques where we broke our necks dancing to the latest? weren’t they the greatest? And now we break our backs making tracks to the bathroom. Time that knows us slows us and no use in us complaining. And those that ‘cut a rug’ doing the jitterbug went long before us. I’m not…

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Pixels

..and the spin begins each orbit, eyes. and time lays soft along the parallels. There are constant murmurs in the foreground which are whispers to ignore. And more to see universally speaking, but like an unwound clock my minutes are leaking away. At the beginning when time was a drawing on the celestial chalkboard, I…

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Corporate lies

Global? we are not, we are and always have been Tribal, it’s in the DNA holstered as a memory…

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Picture cards

Some other time the alphabet would get in the way of what I really want to say. It’s making a prisoner of the abstract, the reflex thought, the mirror caught in a reflective mood. Like echoes off the walls my shadow calls to me, garbled A’s and B’s and C’s he’s just like me my…

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The disciple

It is the knowing right from wrong and how long it takes to make the distinction. When you walk in dead men’s shoes losing track of time what was and no longer is becomes forever mine. I only touch on truths by chance they usually stay well hidden, but when I set my mast to…

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Nibbles at biscuits

Frustration is no pretense when the words that you form barely form into a sentence, but writing is a life sentence, isn’t it? I need to get away, take a holiday, somewhere far away from the paper and pen, but what would I do then? When I am smudged against the sky and all things…

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Snakes and adders

What defines us is the minus and we’re on a sliding scale, some will rise above it all (Kilroy on the garden wall) some will sink into oblivion which leaves the rest to carry on. Mindlessly we sit and stare bearing in mind we may not be there, but someone is. This is like a…

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Talks to the reflection

What did you want, more? something better than the former? something later than the letter that was never sent did you want heaven sent? I have lost and it cost me I have won and it has done nothing for me so I remain still faithfully yours, strange? life is, thoughts are, but funnily enough…

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Getting off

Incidentally I have not bobbed for apples in a very long time ago when I was much younger, (you know how that feels) right? when the stars of the night held me spellbound and the ground that I walked on was virgin (to me) and the future was, well the future was what it would…

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Magic lantern Mk 2

Outside the doors of eternity where time laughs at itself upon seeing the absurdity of man making plans for the future. I hear sounds from the cloakroom which I hoped not to imagine but the picture lingers long in my mind. There’s a saving grace if you can face it, if you’ve never lived life…

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