pure venom in my face (april 07)
My heart has been battered, Hung, drawn and quartered, Dreams and plans rounded up in a line, Then ruthlessly slaughtered… […]
thoughts on dreams…
I have various ideas about the DreamWorld. All of which, if put together, would make this ‘note’ a novel. Fortunately […]
apocalypse now…(23rd September)
I was wrapping a piece of halibut steak, rapidly but with practiced efficiency, when the power to the Store was […]
fighting guns with love and peace…
( Sunday 1/10/07) Armed only with love, tranquility and commendable hope for peace and solidarit for all sentient beings, the Buddhist […]
killers in the mist…
True beauty can be found in abundance in Nature. A statement which is validated whenever I find myself staring with […]
blank canvas of Pysche
What can I see??? A curvaceous, bull-faced wench with a tattooed breast…A glum baby with a frog’s mouth, her countenance […]
starry eyed
The view from the garden here is phenomenal. No clouds, just unfathomable blackness and hundreds of stars, many of which […]
the heart of an ocelot cub
I am a Man of Words, Of chaotic, unbridled passion, Of intellectual potency. I am a Dreamer, A believer, An […]
the world is going crazy (aug 9th)
The world is going crazy. the flooding here in the UK which put 300,000 people out of power has been […]
notes on riding…
A man’s transport is an extension of his character, a special set of clothes that the world sees him wearing […]