June 17, 2017
I am Seeking TheIR CHaRiTY…
I remember Charlie. He was stolen from a house of posh people, where my mother cleaned…She couldnt stand seeing him constantly attacked by the Collie. Which wasnt a…
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June 17, 2017
I remember Charlie. He was stolen from a house of posh people, where my mother cleaned…She couldnt stand seeing him constantly attacked by the Collie. Which wasnt a…
June 16, 2017
15th June 2017. I Enter a different realm wherein I swiftly realise the banality, and fervour becomes me. The beast within demands LIFE, adventure…the fear of the mundane,…
June 14, 2017
Where am I to turn? When all I see is horrid. And false. Or lame…I see and hear so much humdrum bullshit, lips are moving with no heart…
June 9, 2017
I am proud of my tribe. They have continued the meaningful stab at the shoulder of the Elite, by forging a massive swing away from the conservatives, in…
June 8, 2017
I have faith in the wilderness, the only place I know where everything matters, and I seek any hint of the same in humanity, express myself to those…
June 3, 2017
It has struck me as a dark sign of terrible times to see the leader of the opposition repeatedly questioned, attacked and lambasted on the issue of nuclear…
June 2, 2017
I have of late found myself moving beyond the illusion of government, the pantomime of leadership, and seeking understanding of the power structure responsible for the horrific march…
June 2, 2017
The eve of the battle. I am haggard, my snout bandaged after a recent mauling from my beloved hellhound. I move through the normal motions, from global affairs…
June 2, 2017
Jeremy Corbyn is that most rare and precious of things in the political realm; a man of unerring integrity and honesty who has fought the good fight throughout…
June 1, 2017
I hear more than I wish to know, I see more than I wish to feel. Its fucking humanity, or at least, the majority nearby, the young and…