Another poet from YorkshireWhat’s gone wrong with the bloody placeWe’re meant to be dour and taciturnNot emoting all over the place They’ve gone an made this un t’laureateHe says he don’t care ’bout the moneyNow listen lad tha’s from YorkshireSaying…
Roll up, roll up and play the gameGood luck is at your sidePlace your bet, make your choiceCheck out or let it rideYou think that you are in controlBut the Fates they will decide. FLIP. LIFE – is just a…
The words terra firma bring music to the ears of a person who has experienced a rough flight then learns the plane has landed safely. We Earth creatures are attached to the ground by a wonderful power called gravity. Even…
Whilst ‘The Wheel of Sharp Weapons’ might be considered a fairly ‘advanced’ Buddhist scripture, its message is both logical and fairly simple. Let me try to outline its important points as I feel it might offer a valuable perspective on…
Cling not to the debris that is washed by the wave, For this is dead and detached. That which is pushed upward to crest and then splash, Is product and empty, and gone. Seek refuge in depth and find pressure…
Nigredo is the first stage of the transmutation of the philosophers stone.It really isn’t that complicated, yet it takes great suffering, courage, and a profound realisation to get to this stage.Let’s explore this alchemical process which is often represented symbolically…
My Master tells me to look. Look more. Look again. I look. I look with my eyes, then with my mind. I keep looking. I imagine looking at bits and bits of bits. I see their bits. I run out…
Alone with my thoughts. My master says to simply sit, and watch my thoughts. Shadowy monsters cruise the depths. Indistinct, more felt than seen. Their presence driving sleeker juveniles to break forth as worries and concerns. Unsure and uncertain about…
I took the road like Robert FrostIt really made no differenceFor every road I ever trodI was met with great indifference I travelled forward hopefullyTo meet my fate just as I shouldOften the best that I could achieveWas to find…
I have been teaching my step daughter to read. It is an education for both of us. I started with the signs we see on familiar routes. Open. Closed. For Sale. Sold. Oblivious at first, she cannot see what I…