A cool strip of light slides across my arm, searching for the hidden path of a vein. I feel the gentle press of the needle, then only a soft pull, as if the earth itself has drawn back. In that quiet pause, I remember her last breath: the pale room where hope once lingered, machines … Continue reading Rainfall in the Quiet Hours
There’s a certain peace in simply letting go—like slipping from the clutches of an off-key melody forced upon us by self-anointed conductors. Their insistent beat fades, the dust they stirred settling at last.Politicians are deft in their craft, skilled at luring us to pour out what’s ours—our time, our breath, our guarded trust. They arrive … Continue reading Art of Turning
Oil, a precious substance, holding ancient carbon from Earth's distant past. A past that knew hotter and drier times.Weather used to be unpredictable, making farming a real challenge.Food would become scarce, leaving us with what?Brexit Britain seems to be on a hunger strike because a few wealthy troublemakers wanted chaos. Farage, Johnson, Mogg, Truss, Raab, … Continue reading Just Stop…
In the dead of night, the eerie hush that suddenly descends upon the canine chorus is an intriguing spectacle. This isn't brought about by a loud or imposing presence, but rather by something subtle, like a faint whisper in a dream. It's as if a gentle ghost fixes its gaze on your soul. This peculiar … Continue reading Nocturnal Whispers Unleashed
A Fool's Handbook 