All swirls and dots, like a brainstorm in a teamug


I was at secondary school, in art class, when the teacher asked who knows about modern art. No one budged or made a sound. It was apparent that none of the other pupils knew, only me. Like the idiot I was, I eagerly put my hand up. ‘Ok Robert, let’s hear it.’ The art teacher was like that, gruff, to the point and…

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THE DAY WILL COME


‘I hover on the edge of instant death, or in trepidation of being whisked on a journey of drug-filled frenzy and madness.’ I wake with a start. Robbed from dream sleep by those damn crows dancing their morning ritual. Dampness fills the air. I listen as rainwater follows its path to ground; a sure sign we had overnight rain. As I stir, I…

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Déjà vu?


So, is this it? Just this life, nothing before it and zilch when it ends. Grasping that illogical logic is beyond me. My imagination allows me to believe that we have all been here before, or if not here, some other dimension where we consciously live. Whether it is in human form I’m open minded about, because the creatures we share this planet…

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WHAT’S WRONG WITH WRONG?


I don’t like the word wrong. To me, it represents naughty, forbidden, or oppression, judgement and the leanings of authority. In truth, wrong can mean anything someone disagrees with. If they are not always right, then the word wrong, or man’s interpretation and wild use of it, has a lot to answer for. Some things in life are definitely wrong. We all know…

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I HAVEN’T WRITTEN A THING FOR AGES


I might think I’m a writer, but at times life and the wonders and challenges of it prioritise my time to such a degree, that I can’t be arsed to write. Its been like that since early 2017. Sure I’ve written stuff elsewhere, but my website here has not seen the light of day, or enjoyed the weakest thought from my head. It’s…

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TODAY’S AUTHENTIC NONSENSE


Are you playing ping pong with stuff that makes no sense? If you’re like me, every day my head is bombarded with things I can make no sense of. Much of it is authentic, meaning it has value. Yet just how valuable to me can be mesmerising and confusing? If I were thick headed, the majority of this nonsense would go straight into the…

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THE VIADUCT


Daniel looked down at his wet and muddy trainers. They were just days old; cheap one’s he had treated himself from his meagre earnings. He had worn them to school, a final defiance for everything it seemed to stand for. He sighed. He could defy no longer. He didn’t give a shit. His school uniform was in tatters. His tie long gone, ripped…

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A FRAGILE FREEDOM


In my day, I represented posh, money, the rich and the famous. I carried their expensive retails, their own virtual ego proud to have me dangling from there person. No longer do I enjoy such prestige assignment. My pristine days have gone, dispatched with the hoi polloi of my ilk and not even a hint of further value. No one now owns me,…

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DRAINING A SWAMP – CREATING A SEWER


Donald Trump says he’ll drain the swamp. He infers the American establishment equals a swamp. He knows little of the magic of swamps, or the wonders they hide within them. Swamps should never be drained. They are a universe in their own right, a soup of living organisms and an ecosystem we destroy at our peril. Draining a swamp brings a huge loss…

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THE RUBBISH I WRITE


I have to be the first to admit that most of what I write can easily be classed as rubbish.   I qualify that by comparing my weedy efforts to those who write stuff that others eagerly read. As my mother used to dictate to me, I should know my place in the world and my own limitations. My mum dictated many things…

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PUTTING THE GREAT BACK IN TO AMERICA


‘We’re going to make America great again’. The words of President-Elect Donald Trump today in his triumphant speech.     As a British citizen watching events from across the pond, I don’t think it is for the likes of me to comment on a democratic vote of the American people, or the American voting system. Or for that matter the likely inquest to events…

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LIVING ON ANOTHER PLANET


I’m still wondering, like I have since being very young, if I really do live on another planet. For many that will suggest I’m out of touch with reality, unable to sense and respect the choices of others and have poor social skills and adhesion. It might also imply that I expect a lot more from life than what I give back, or…

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AM I QUALIFIED FOR THIS?


  I’ve always wondered what aspect of energy (besides the God theory) decided to mix things up when my fragile being sparked into life. At the point of conception, I was nothing more than a sparkle in my dad’s eye and a whim from my mother’s maternal instinct. They already had a daughter, now they yearned for a son. Me thinks they should…

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A STORY NEVER TO BE TOLD


There was nothing seemingly special about this paperback, except the story written inside it and the way it griped and touched the people who read it. Like many paperbacks, it was mass produced,  tens of thousands of the same story written within. It had touched and toyed with the emotions of many, for it was well travelled and had had many owners. It…

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MY VOTE FOR BREXIT


With only days to go, the UK will be voting to stay in or leave the EU. (I wrote this before referendum day). I’ve already voted, by postal vote, to leave. One vote and my reasons for it will be like a drop in the ocean, as if who cares what I voted or why. But here’s the thing. I feel I need…

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THE SCAM. MY FIRST CLASS TICKET TO HELL


I’ve been told by many that on the day I was born, I was issued a first class ticket to hell. Wow, first class. Is that all it’s made out to be? Rare that I can ever afford first class and on the few occasions I have, it’s been rather disappointing and pretentious. Certainly not worth the extra money or the perceived status…

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THE DOOR AND THE OLD BRASS KEY


At first, we never noticed ‘the door’. Crikey, it was an old building, our first visit to view and with so many doors, nooks and crannies, it was easy to miss things the first time around. Even on the second and third visit, the fact that we didn’t see the door cannot be explained, except the bathroom door opened outwards and when it…

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SHOELACES. SHOULD I BE ARSED TO UNTIE THEM?


If you are like me, you can’t be arsed to keep tying your shoe lace every time you put your cheese pods on, so the shoe lace remains firmly tied. I have an excuse, a weak one mind you, because many years ago I had a hip replacement and while (touch wood) my hip never bothers me, since the operation I cannot touch…

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GET REAL ABOUT GENDER. WHAT YOU NEED TO KNOW


Here I’m explaining the simple facts about transgender people, people who are born a physical gender that they cannot identify with because of a changed biological process in the womb. It’s called Gender Dysphoria. Chances are you were born male or female. There’s a good chance that you’re happy about that and how your gender fits with your natural instincts, how you think,…

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TAKEN


  This is a story, an imagination of beyond the element of death and what might, or might not, be. The sun was burning my face. I was ankle deep in the tepid waters of foreign land. I vaguely remember toeing soft sand, a pleasant sensation for feet young and old. The taste of plain chocolate was on my tongue and then, nothing….

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