Freedom of Thought…

The way people are thinking these days, or should I say the way that people are choosing not to think, is an eye-opener only to the people who choose to open their eyes. To everybody else, it is an irrelevance, a wasted action, an act of treason. Thinking hurts, so why bother when there are... Continue Reading →

The Importance of Non-Colour…

Fun definition: Umber: a mixture of colours ‘terra d’ombra’ (earth of shadows) in Italian was first made from mixing rich soil with iron oxide. People used it in paintings to show connections between the inner and outer selves. It’s a little hue that points towards the uncertain.    When I woke up in umber I was... Continue Reading →

Fear of Happiness…

Cherophobia can be defined as the fear of happiness, joy, bliss, or celebrating. Chero is a Greek word, which means to rejoice happiness or gaiety whereas Phobia in Greek means fear. Cherophobia or fear of happiness is the name given to a specific fear. Causes of Cherophobia or Fear of Happiness Cherophobia or fear of... Continue Reading →

Churches without the Hills…

Life and death work in such complicated patterns, interweaving and augmenting each other's designs. Yes, I'm going all churchy at the moment as a result of inheriting a collection of books that belonged to a woman whose path mine has so often intersected. Time waits for no man and it certainly won't hang around for... Continue Reading →

Books of History…

History was about to become just that: History. This was his favourite subject and to make it better, it was with Mr Hunter, his favourite teacher. The class was little over half full. Many of the students had been absent these last few days and so had been a number of teachers. Michael had been... Continue Reading →

On Not Being Winston Churchill…

“What’s your full name?” the main man asked.  I thought him to be the main man because he was the one to ask whilst the others nervously pushed together in an attempt to allow him his rightful share of the space. He had grown accustomed to such reverenced for his authority and he moved around... Continue Reading →

B is for Bedside Metaphors…

I was on the threshold of understanding something without being able to muster the required framework for comprehension. My hospital bed had become a battlefield for forces that deemed it necessary to play out a metaphor whilst messing with my mental state. Being lost in the world that had grown out of the ward, the... Continue Reading →

Let It Be…

The old Egyptians allowed their Pharaoh to rule absolutely and without any fear of censure. When faced with an invisible deity that came from some place else, he just shrugged and told his people that there was nothing in the universe that could reach beyond his own powers. So when the Hebrew god sent the... Continue Reading →

Teaching is full of threats…

If you don't concentrate, you fail to understand. I spent much of my schooling listening to this type of advice. It was a case of being told what to do through being told what not to do. I wasn't 'not concentrating' on purpose, it was just that I was working on my avoidance tactics to... Continue Reading →

Not Knowing What To Expect…

I have never entered a tomb. I would not know how to feel about disturbing the silence that has grown around those dead that have been placed there to slowly turn to hardened matter. I had now expectations as to what was likely to await me but I was fairly certain that nothing that was... Continue Reading →

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