On Mailing Lists and published memberships. It came in the night, the words, ‘It’s our city’ then echoed within many minds. ‘It’s mine.It’s mine.’ The capacity for fear. The fear of knowing ringing in your ears.. The marching bands of Ulster the mirror in this country. Let the protestant right begin tonight, tonight. Racial divides,Continue reading “The Seventh Overture”
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Morning Fog
6:00 am The bright lights of the city have made way for the muted dawn glow emanating from somewhere beyond the visible sky (clouds). Lazy thunderheads mix with alto and stratus cumulus in a dozy mothers meeting designed to do your head in if you think about the steady light for more than one second of time.Continue reading “Morning Fog”
Conscience
Why is it that some people seem to have a line direct to your guilt centre, whose words do not contain logic but some undeniable universal truth grain, no matter how far fetched. Just imagine if these people had power and the reigns of justice and then discovered a will of revenge. Wouldn’t we allContinue reading “Conscience”
I'm bilaterally deaf, schizophrenic, autistic, talented individual. I can see you thinking...What was his day job? Well, I am a qualified systems engineer and i worked in computers. To be honest I can't remember what I wrote in my bio which I deleted. I write I draw, It is my goal in life to be anything but facsimilia. I believe life is duodecimal, you live you die, dark. Some call this depression and indeed I am a depressive schizophrenic. To be something is a great thing-some call it drosophilae syndrome(to be studied), a term I coined myself. As I appreciate in words as I get older sometimes it helps to remember what it was like being a child with drosophilae syndrome where the other is to be seen. This is why I draw and write. 