So It Came To Me & The Emotional Light.
So it came to me and thus I demanded of it as much as I was told commonly known as truth spades and buckets full I couldn’t escape the velocity…
Dear Editor Brexit The Breakfast Cereal
Like the iceberg the Titanic encountered this now strange country needs to put the engines into reverse with regard to the doomed Brexit ( which by the way sounds like…
Of A Sky In Wrath
Darkened glands of a a sky in wrath searching with blackened menace waiting for the white light to come glorified expectations in white ecstatic.
Why I Write As A Counterpoint
I write as a counterpoint to all the doom literature laid before me as I conduct my amateur research of the deepest subjects known to man that of theosophy and…
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…