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Wild things

They said the wild things were out there, in deepest, darkest night, within the jungled world of form; but I know that they lie. The wild things live within us all, those teeth are bared in dreams, and in the … Continue reading

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To honour or not to honour – that is the question.

  On Anzac Day I honour all those who have suffered in war; soldiers and civilians alike because we labour under an illusion that soldiers are the ones who fight and win wars when they are merely participants, like everyone … Continue reading

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