Tag: Writing
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Waiting and thinking
The wind blew the dusty grit right into our eyes as we stood at the wagonette stop. Since the great sandstorm, and motorised vehicles were written off in one foul-tasting swoop, we’ve all had to go back to the old-fashioned way of travelling by horse. Those with the money had their own horses or five,…
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Words and slumber
I… need words to write. I… also need sleep. In the battle ‘twixt words and sleep, sleep wins. For tonight. And tomorrow I write. Again.
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The Fat One’s Eyes
There’s a minor constellation in the Southern sky. I’ve mentioned it before, on numerous occasions due to it being named after a mythical creature. The Phoenix. It’s only a small constellation from our point of view, but when thinking of the vastness of the Universe, size tends to be rather deceptive. Subjective. And very misleading.…
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Forwards, ever forwards.
Crumbling relicsStatues of oldSome made of stoneOthers of goldShow how our ancestorsViewed their own pastIn the hope that someOf their traditions will lastNow many years laterThe relics remainBut are our thoughts behind themAnd our ancestors’ the same? The image above is my interpretation of a figurine from Ain Ghazal, in Jordan. The site is…
The Mansionic Perspective 