Category: Musings of a dissolute fox

I am less than startled, more cringing, to encounter the regurgitations of the main stream mantra of those I love and respect. Trump is anti muslim,…

I am reaching a lull in my own value placed on expression of self, of meaning, of fang and claw…in silently delivered words. And so, I…

This is something beautiful. For any homosapien with any real appreciation of hiphop. Those who appreciate beats hooked together so smoothly, so cheaply, so perfectly, and…

WHo are you? What are you? A regurgitation of the social media bombardment? You grow a beard and find comfort in the millions of others doing…

Of all the poets, all the writers, I have delved into, found their expression of soul and heart, there remains always, one man, who finds me…

2016, the chinese year of the pigdog, has been one of the worst of my close to 38 of existence. Not just for me personally, but…

I immersed myself in the wilderness, escaped the bars serving prison in the shape of Happy Hour, fled across the Tasman to a realm where Nature…

Maturity brings a lessening of shuddering towards the perception of others of self. It brings an assurance, a knowing, of what I am, and who and…

My tear ducts still tremble, the sadness has dried yet lingers in my heart. Every thought is sullen, my mind has nowhere to go. This is…

I tell the truth, and receive less love than hate, Find my heart and spirit less willing than my head, to accept that most people prefer…