Numb
When the feelings gone how can one hurt or hate. When the light is hidden the truth can’t be found, we remain as the mole in his sightless realm, with…
Masters In High Chairs A Commentary
The conspiracy and control and how this keeps the masters in their high chairs from the monarchy to feudal landlords, the banks governments national and local, it is all there…
On The Road To Damascus
Walking around in Parameters of time the tin drum played a tune, calling all to the altar, to the altar and the shrines with a fizz for the past and…
Why doesn’t Britain make things any more?
In the past 30 years, the UK’s manufacturing sector has shrunk by two-thirds, the greatest de-industrialisation of any major nation. It was done in the name of economic modernisation –…
HOWL
I am the wolf in the sky you’ll hear me when I howl at the moon, I am the supernatural a mother of the night, calling my clan over the…