Searching
Searching for the days of Magnificent Unity amongst many disenfranchised remnants of a once tenable society, when lost in a pit of loneliness and isolation. Desperately trying to climb from…
Junta Vans & the Park Bench
Land of hope and no one, all tomorrows came today. Near the park bench where old Billy used to pass, his time was the last one of the no hopes,…
Meanwhile in Glasgow the Scrap Yard Carries a Secret.
For more than seventy years in a run down area of a Scottish city called Glasgow a noted compound existed upon the top of a hill existed a place called…
White As The Sun
White as of the sun in the universe one binding light, as no other is ever to be in glory in power in slow growing peace Absolute in silence, but…
The Corridor
The corridor for old men. the turnstile could be heard clicking and turning on it’s own after processing the last batch. The halls were empty and echoes enjoyed the etheric…