When the heart is weighted Gravity will swing towards failure The simple truth It is not easy to accept oblivion
When the heart is weighted Gravity will swing towards failure The simple truth It is not easy to accept oblivion
Arc across the room Lily white skin, beetroot red The spark echoes And then fades Leaving traces of life Where… Read more Spark
It appears that we have reached a critical juncture. The fundamental structures that underpin the liberalism of Western cultures are… Read more Thought in the 21st Century
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It croaks as it’s dying, body sunken, when it wriggles, it jiggles, and rolls its side in upon itself like… Read more Slugs are allergic