I have learned so many words. Which I can use to show what my mind tries to explain my heart, too often applying some semblance of reason and thin veneer of propriety. and yet, its[…]

I grew up, for a part, in the garden of england…surrounded by violence, forced to run as the fox with the most feral of wolves…drawn into the pulse of beats found in the drugs, my[…]

The mass media is a moshpit of mong, so few have any idea of how much the discourse permitted is controlled, right, left or whatever, if you are getting your message from the mainstream, you[…]

Life has become narrowed. Social media as my main variance of input of humanity. SO I turn to the ocean, throw myself below the surface before Winter relinquishes grasp of the control panel…and the water[…]

I was raised by wild urban wolves, who scared me as much as offered brutal example, of loyalty, an honour of the beasts. And as I have grown and traveled and learned, I sometimes look[…]

We are living in troubling times. Everywhere I turn I find encouragement to reveal myself as a label mass promoted by ‘media platforms’ easily traced to corporate interests. ANd I have to remind myself, to[…]

Stuck between the reality of movement into totalitarian fascism, getting my head down, trying not to worry that my curfew, my 5km range of movement, my permissible one hour outside my house is not long[…]

We are living in more bothersome times than ever before. THE VIRUS ABOUNDS. Which leaves me worried… mainly of my dear mother goose. And for the old, vulnerable folks close to those I love as[…]