Soaring in an empty landscape I try to understand As lonely as my feathers as I head to solid land My claws touch solid branch and I am reminded that not everything is pre-decided © Andrew Watkins
Clearly thinking, or thinking clearly; Orange the future can be!
Not to be confused with Catholics On our TV we hear comedians gather in groups and say words about things that we think is nice for them to get a chance to air their lives in public. Cathartics. In the newspapers we hear stories about how a child survived cancer and worse and this isContinue reading “Cathartics”
There was once a room. And in this room was rap music. And at the other end of the universe there was another room. And in that room was rap music. At the End of The Universe there will be rap music. I live underneath on of them rooms So I constantly hear rap musicContinue reading “Delete This Post”
Well, I’m lost for words except Shakespeare, Shakespeare and perhaps Shakespeare. Today I read a book (Well 80 pages) I had bought ages ago. Doing English by Robert Eaglestone, the soaring mason, my joke ha ha. In it I learned about such things as the dead author. I thought I was dead already, but itContinue reading “Firing the Canon”