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"Life is supposed to be difficult," he said taking a long swig for his ornate hip flask, "It’s the struggle against the infinite violence of a universe.” I smiled, perhaps he was right or perhaps he was just an asshole making it up as he went along, but the gravity of his remark struck me unexpectedly. The default to life was indeed struggle, for all life not just intelligent life; why would I be exempt. I didn’t care for the man and his insidious gloat of pomposity. Nothing is absolute, nothing certain, which makes the possibilities boundless. The joy of life is making it from one moment to the next through adversity and earning the things the things people say about you when you arrive at your freshly dug grave carried by those you hold dearest.

Thursday, 27 March 2014

A Night



Out of the stormy tears
in my frightened heart.


A breath upon my soul,
promises a shining new start.

Hold me like yours,
a child so close, so sure,

That there will be a day,
from the darkness that is so pure.

Tuesday, 18 March 2014

The ‘To Do’ list

Life is long and there is so much to see and be a part of. So I have decided to write a list of the 30 things I’d like to do most before I have to settle down and be a grown up. I hope this inspires you to write a list of your own:

1)      Eat a Cornetto.
2)      Drink Viper blood in a bar in Hong Kong.
3)      Drive Route 66.
4)      Base Jump.
5)      See Budapest.
6)      Eat a Philly Cheese Steak.
7)      Eat a Hot Dog in New York.
8)      See Florence.
9)      Visit the Haj Sofia.
10)   Meet an Eskimo.
11)   Sail the Med.
12)   See Vic falls and Great Zimbabwe.
13)   Trek Scotland and see the Northern lights.
14)   Fire an AK 47.
15)   Read “Crime and Punishment” by Dostoyevsky.
16)   Write a novel.
17)   Hug a million people.
18)   Party at a Chase and Status Gig.
19)   See the Black Keys in concert.
20)   Learn to read Music.
21)   Go back to Ethiopia.  
22)   Surf.
23)   Catch a river shark on the Zambezi River.
24)   Have a feature Published in the ‘New Yorker’.
25)   Be in a Shakespeare production.
26)   Set a copy of “Need for Speed: Underground” (for Xbox) on fire and scatter the ashes on Jim Morrison’s grave (either you haven’t played NfS or you don’t know who Jim Morrison is”).
27)   Read an inspiring piece to people on tube.
28)   Take a selfie with Marisa Tomei.
29)   Give away my most prized possession.
30)   Find out and acquire the thing Tina wants most.


If there is anyone of these you’d like to participate in by all means tell me in the comment section below, I'm quite determined to make this list happen.  

Friday, 14 March 2014

An Autumn

The autumnal colours break the boring grey, vibrant yellows, reds and flame oranges among the dying green. Finger like twigs, point to the coming of the icy blasts, to the north. We ride this spinning rock, what a trip, what a beautiful fall.

They amble along the concrete river while a breath dances between their feet, swirling lazily the leaves that cover the ground. Busy with self importance, the spectacle is lost on this unnatural breed, a veritable paradise to we who would only look. The summer dies a righteous death.

Breaking daylight singes the deep cloud; a slither of warm light touches the broad rim of a hat I bare, so I tip it to expose the flesh of my skull, pale, starved, it soaks nourishment from this scarce resource.


Sensational waves tingle in my mind, shadows vanish, clarity becomes. Worshippers would use this moment to speak of God, artists of inspiration, those that look, an event never to be seen again, like a fleeting glance of a crashing star or the very moment you fell in love, and what a beautiful time to be in love.