Politics isn’t the realm of the people. Never has been. Put three people in a room and give them even the vaguest sniff of power and within seconds they’ll have completely forgotten why the have it, who gave it to them and what it’s for. They’ll start to find ways […]
Dylan
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As you might have noticed the Song of the Day has become my place holder on days where I’ve no real writing to put up, which is most of them at the moment as I’m basically stuck between semi-finished projects (like a radio play) which need to go in their […]
Song of the day. Saw these guys live at the Grand Ol’ Opry in Nashville a few years back. Well worth the trip, as is Nashville in general for that matter. Anyway, rock me mamma, rock me…
“So where can I be, if not here?” “You can be wherever you want, as long as it isn’t here.” “They said the same thing over there, and there.” Rix pointed over the road to another paved plot of land, identical to the one he was on, identical to most […]
Just a quick update to post a beautiful song. New short story coming tomorrow hopefully, will be editing it at least.
This one’s dedicated to the dead who became the truth they were attempting to report. There are plenty of hacks in the world but, hidden amongst them, are some individuals who realise the value of truth and sacrifice themselves to it. The truth had to get out, that was the […]
A crystalline veneer on a pulsating force, delicately obscuring a force of fear, loathing and fineness that grabs for the eyes before blinding them motives uncertain but strength uncontrolled, listless and absurd Fractures form across dark crystal carapace and panic descends as tendrils of energy start probing at matter warping […]
Words are democratic language is free the joyful expression of linguistic debris a boon to the silenced a curse to decree when all that we say can be more than we see A revolution in sound, revelation in script, ideals in thoughts and dreams turned to myths But even in […]
Scour faint ideas of beauty, scratch away the fading imprints once moulded onto malleable flesh Wash away marks of value that punctuate the sentences of dying memories, break up and shatter the decaying form that our moments gave birth to Replace all that’s eroded, with something quite plain, with simple […]