Category Archives: creativity

And Heaven In A Wild Flower

I’ve had myself a nice weekend, how was yours? This is rhetorical but you could tell me if you like. Unless something really traumatic and awful happened, in which case don’t write a comment and let the whole world know, … Continue reading

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Mind And Matter

One of the side-effects of having been able to do a little more socialising over the last week or so is that for the first time in so very long my days have not melted into one another to make … Continue reading

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On Purpose

As a teenager, even when I professed to be nothing more than a drifter, aimlessly  meandering through life, I wasn’t really drifting because there was always a grand purpose forging the greater narrative of my existence. That purpose was music: … Continue reading

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Education, Education, Edification

There are places I remember…Which, because of rock and roll law means I wasn’t even there. And we frequently doctor our memories, anyway, in order to tell ourselves we’re smarter/kinder/cooler/less psychotic people than we actually believe ourselves to be. Some … Continue reading

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Thinks

No poetic allusions today, my mind is troublingly prosaic. I’ve been troubled by my dwindling imagination for some time but felt as though I had an insight into why and wherefore just as I was dropping off to sleep last … Continue reading

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Never Simile At A Crododile

You know similes? When someone mentions a thing and defines it in comparison to a different thing? Like, for example, saying an early Spring is like premature ejaculation because it is sort of exciting but ultimately overwhelming and rather disappointing … Continue reading

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Rhythm-A-Ning

Bebop. It’s a word. If you were a hepcat you’d know it’s a word without me having to tell you. You’d also have a terrible gasoline habit, be a tremendous fire risk and plagiarise early Comic Strip dialogue. I’ve spent … Continue reading

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