Life is strange. Does anyone else agree with me on this? That life can be mind-bendingly, jaw-achingly strange at times. I consider myself, to most intents and purposes, sane- and yet there are days when things happen which leave me baffled and somewhat in awe of this crazy occurrence called Life. I’m not sure if…… Continue reading Personal filters for reality (1)
My body is as wide as a river. My big soul heaves and churns with the wildest waters, whipped up with such a tempest madness. When the pain flows through me, salt water leaves my eyes and my guts constrict, like flapping fish caught in a fisherman’s net; gasping mouths frantically sucking for clear…… Continue reading She-moon
If your fantasies could become realised- if all you had to do was crawl back inside your minds eye, (why decide) Would you follow desire, would you let go of the status quo; would you follow a thought pattern far below and dare to remain there, dare to wait, dare to stare back straight into the…… Continue reading Why decide
There was another girl I remember from Fitzmary 2 ward, her name was Eleanor and she was a child of mother earth, connected to the cosmic force like a magnet to a fridge. She was about my age, which at that time was around 25, and I vividly remember the first time I met her.…… Continue reading Eleanor- the girl who sat with trees
Mad new world 