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We have not done what we wanted or planned or envisioned but have remained sealed in deep silent caverns by the sea, growing ever less needful of eyes and content with the narrow chinks of light that wriggle through the cracks. I rise from my desk, exit my room and walk out onto a balcony,Continue reading “Boundless”

The Blind Man’s diary He writes, movingly in places, about a purity of joy. Like dawn sunlight moving across the surface of a lake. But then he wakes and writes, haltingly, about terror, fog and steel. About not being able to decipher what’s truly real in the blank facades of windows, which never give anythingContinue reading “The Blind Man’s diary”

With no real destination or landing-strip, you walk under the folly of large buildings planned by men whose great shadows are gone and who will not return to us from the inextricable webs of stars or the black interstices that yawn between them. But not everyone realises this. You want, if you can, to evadeContinue reading “Inverted”

That was where it all went wrong. When, after endless wandering in the vast forests, we came to those branching paths and took the sordid advice of that old, wizened cripple swathed in purple. Who pointed a bony finger down the yellow road whose reputation seemed to promise so much: steel, money, the glittering city.Continue reading “A handful of dust”

You are nothing You are nothing but an unfinished epic begun then abandoned by a harried author, who one day carelessly discarded the pieces of parchment next to the sea, left to the mercy of the spray of foam and sharp rocks. And now the pages drift where they will. You are nothing but aContinue reading “You are nothing”

The Dream When we went hiking the striking blues and greens and flowers and yellows and hedgerows of that day made me realise we are inside a story: and that all we need to do is act out our parts and wait for the little dreaming girl who one day imagined us all to getContinue reading “The Dream”

Illusion I can feel a power rising from the depths of the earth. Something that neither time, death, silence, or starlight can erase. Why listen to the lies they tell, why unfailingly believe?  It will all drop away. And nothing will be left but lines and prisms; geometry. Shapes that can’t feel pain rolling throughContinue reading “Illusion”

A good day to do nothing It is a good day to do nothing except sit on the balcony, sip black coffee thick as tar, and read Borges as our star reaches its deadly summit: noon. There are so many things I have forgotten. And so much that is worth knowing that I will neverContinue reading “A good day to do nothing”

Does a blog need a reason or an aim? I guess it does and that’s why I set up this blog weeks ago with the intention of saying something. Of pouring out words into the colossal void of silence which seems to reign when you live in a City that has been totally shut down.Continue reading “The reason”

This is an example post, originally published as part of Blogging University. Enroll in one of our ten programs, and start your blog right. You’re going to publish a post today. Don’t worry about how your blog looks. Don’t worry if you haven’t given it a name yet, or you’re feeling overwhelmed. Just click theContinue reading “Introduce Yourself (Example Post)”