Monthly Archives: October 2019

It is in the darkest hour that reason dawns, that hour of self doubt and confusion before enlightenment. Intuitively we stumble towards the truth, but become conflicted with the world’s unreasoning hysterical chatter. So we wrestle with our insecurities and try to separate the wheat from the chaff. The unexamined life is not worth living.Continue reading “Out of the Darkness”

I was settled in for the night, fire blazing in the hearth, relaxing comfortably into the armchair with a glass of port, mince pies and Dickens. I must have dozed off for I awoke with a start as the grandfather clock in the hallway chimed the midnight hour. The fire had burned down and aContinue reading “Death Pays a Visit”

Hands are servants of the mind. The mind commands and the hands obey, because the mind by itself can do nothing in the world. It sits in its ivory tower and schemes but cannot create or destroy without its trusted servants. He held the world in his hands, spinning the globe, eyeing the curve ofContinue reading “Hands”

The Twitter plague came like a thief in the night spreading it’s infection, devastating vast areas of urban humanity. The population, seeking respite from human contact, locked themselves in their castellated abodes becoming an echo chamber of mean spirited wraiths. For this was a plague that infested the soul rather than the body. I wasContinue reading “Twitter Plague”

Is there an unbridgeable gap that divides friendships? Where is the crossover point where friendships divide and cannot be bridged? Are friendships forever no matter the circumstances that befall us? The reality was that I knew my place in the pecking order. Derek was the clown, always in your face with his off color jokesContinue reading “Friends”

If the road to hell is paved with good intentions then I have built a super highway to speed me on my way. My intentions were pure as I initially stepped on the path that I hoped would lead me to God. I prayed, meditated, contemplated,read all the mystics, followed their advice of mortification, purgationContinue reading “Agape”

I weren’t much of a looker. Me face being a bit pinched, dark circles under me eyes and I ‘ad this ‘orrible wart on me chin. But I ‘ad a generous ‘eart. I used to give to the poorest of the poor. Blokes who needed me but couldn’t afford the ready. They’d say “Liza, IContinue reading “A Cockney Angel”

They argued all day. Non-stop. On and on and on. They argued with each other. With family, neighbors, co-workers, authority. A constant spate of negativity gushed from their mouth. “I should have married Alberto, he was more of a man than you could ever be” “You weren’t so much of a catch yourself. You practicallyContinue reading “The Child is Father of the Man”