Fate just Copies What Happens In Our Lives…

Fate, it had to happen…

Read After Burnout

images-715It’s probably a characteristic of types like me (and you, if you are reading this) that we prevaricate, procrastinate and generally prevent ourselves from doing things in case we truly fail. And the significant one is right.

I am afraid of failure and my fear has been growing year upon year. My launching myself in different directions is not the work of an unfettered adventurer, but is more the hastily constructed escape plans of one who sees his short-fallings as publically damnable and a possible source of ridicule. Now that I am in a corner, one that cannot be sidestepped, I don’t know what to do. My options have run out. I do not even have the simple choice of fight or flight.

Hoisted by my own petard.

I am looking across my teacher’s desk at a book I read to some students yesterday. It was world book day and…

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Breaking Out….

The pain in my right leg had been growing for some days. I had been at home for two full weeks and the nightmare of the ward had begun to fade. I did not dream. I was taking the drugs that my guru had prescribed. My wife was my nurse and she woke up in... Continue Reading →

Semantics…

1. It was the old woman again who calls herself Cynthia. It’s probably not her real name and I think that a lot of the stories she tells are perhaps only loosely based on fact. She probably looked quite good in her heyday. You can tell that with some people; bone structure. Booze is like... Continue Reading →

The New Thugs on the Block…

“You alone?” said the voice stepping out of an alleyway that ran between two iron-shuttered shops. Again, Podrall felt the crackle of fear running along his spine. Had Flowers been reading his thoughts? He hoped not. Even though he had not been thinking anything remotely seditious, he was still aware that any thoughts were dangerous.... Continue Reading →

A Life of Pie…

The leaves fell from the trees yesterday. Several warm days had succumbed to a cold replacement that was setting itself to stay. There was the small magpie to consider, the one that could only hop around the gardens as it could not fly. He didn't like the winter. He didn't like to wake to darkness... Continue Reading →

Middle-Aged White Male Tantrums…

“Now, let somebody else have their say.” There is a time when you just have to shut up and let somebody else speak, even though you, and people like you, have been accustomed to speaking and getting your own way for eons.  “It’s not fair,” many are saying. “I’m a middle-aged white man and nobody... Continue Reading →

The Truth…

Truth is the property of being in accord with fact or reality. In everyday language, truth is typically ascribed to things that aim to represent reality or otherwise correspond to it, such as beliefs, propositions, and declarative sentences. Truth is usually held to be the opposite of falsity.  Thanks to Wikipedia!

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