Inviting, The Self

Scary fact of the week: we spend one third of our life at work.Now that’s certainly one reason why we should make our work environment as inviting as possible, and I am not talking about the trend of open plan …

Consternation over the Mango

Looking back in time always has something so magical, disturbing and revealing. You can’t avert your gaze yet understand little of what has happened in all these years. It wasn’t quite magic or alchemy that made me look at some …

Huginn and Muninn recovered

It’s the kind of sky that makes human’s bulimic – polemic, so the recommended spelling correction. This can’t detract from the wind nearer inland, or the sun by the coast. High on a pole, coming down to near shoulder height …

Slugs in Japan – or the needlessness of time

For some, this is sci-fi with the profound excitement of slime and sludge, for others it’s the nuisance of running late. And being late is a sincere sacrilege in some countries around the world. While a small village in the …

Willing one’s own will

Not quite getting enough of self-mastery – or mastering the self, willing one’s own will, for the lack of contrary argument. As it happens, a book crossed my path.Initially just digital, and with a new interest being bookbinding, this non-physical …

The Southern fringes of your temple wall

Diese Angst treibt sich umGreift umKaum noch mich atmen lassen Take care of thyself. Though art a poet! From flurry to field – home to a group of sheep unsuspected of any crimes as yet not committedat a time when …

The Rise [& Fall] of the Escribitionist

A clear hooray on the subtle, new look of my site, and despite that I could go on cheering myself on in the mirror – for what words are reflection – my mind had pondered a more unobtrusive, ethical problem …

The Horse of Apollo

Heavily, gulls sail across the sky,rise above firs, poplars and sapling oaks; watch themoverhang against a framework, prototypical- unspeakable. The radioechoes increasing costs for local florists or why storms withfemale names kill more people. Wretchedallure of feminism. Then…a word on …

Abraxas or The Loss of It

Now they have certainly lost it. What is it? Not only Stephen King fans are right to wonder at a glance. An official version by not so official sources justifies the decision as a ‘crackdown on food labels’: the word …

At the end of the road, everything in him came to a halt, dissident to all, with the path inclined to spread into contrary directions; his daydreaming climaxed into mere contemptible interference ‘What if Freud was… , in a physical …