Category: reflections
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teach the world
I woke to rise this morning With a song inside my head The tune was unfamiliar As i yawned and scratched my head, The notes sat in a melody The chorus rose and fell The bars and beats were tight and neat The strings began to swell I hummed and in my humming Felt a…
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and breathe…
Silence came and found me as I walked towards the dread, Its gift of understanding quelled the riot in my head, for a moment i was able to find breath that i could take and begin to process slowly what was real and what was fake. From the edges moving centre to the fields of…
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blase
We risk becoming blase as the daily toxic cabaret delivers us examples of behaviours full of sin. In normalising rhetoric and double spoken narrative we find ourselves beholden to a soup of thickened spin. Belief was once available to anchor us in certainty with honesty detectable we knew the line was thin But now within…
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1st March
The first of March sees their thirst enlarge as an epic fury fills our screens The roaring lion of poisonous Zion approaches a zenith of toxic dreams. Buds, bidden by winters end engorge their beginnings in form. Bombs, bidden by nobody’s friend explode in eruptions of lawless cant. Daffodils offering golden grace, Terror enacted on…
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Jack
Trigger warning. There but for fortune – the sadness of a story. In a space of raging toxic fear and the scent of drunken unloved beer and the sense that darkness lingers here, see the path to the shameful manosphere. For a lad whose dad showed distant love to a fist in a twist in…