Meaning

It wasn’t the sparkling, beautiful post Autumn morning that affected him so but the hollow feeling of abject meaninglessness. He longed for a street vendor on the corner selling beetle nut, Spear and loose cigarettes he could frequent for some company and casual conversation. He often thought to himself if PNG had Australia’s infrastructure andContinue reading “Meaning”

Dead man waking

The minutes into hours into days into weeks, months, years , a decade and then two. He sat defiant through the seasons, the probing looks and stares scattered at his feet like arrows blunted by metal. The sun merciless in its heavenly domain, sapping the very strength from his bones till he could bear noContinue reading “Dead man waking”

Idea,

No human being is perfect. By accepting and being open about our mistakes others can learn and understand why we have made made mistakes. This current quest for perfection is unrealistic and unhealthy. You can go down those paths but at the end will find that thinking people respect honesty. Honesty breeds understanding. Honesty bringsContinue reading “Idea,”

World Mental Health Day

World Mental Health Day Today is World mental health Day and as a diagnosed schizophrenic who also suffers from major clinical depression I just thought I’d say a few words about it. Mental illness is one of the most stigmatised and pilloried group of conditions that a human being could have today especially in developingContinue reading “World Mental Health Day”

The Arrogance of Youth

Time did not begin with the dawn of the internet. Essentially what you see on it is what others want you to and what you seek out yourself. It is dreadfully easy to conclude that you are in some way intelligent through this self service. Life is not on the internet nor is it behindContinue reading “The Arrogance of Youth”

Morning World

The good people of the neighborhood were going to work to the backing track of birds chirping their hello’s to each other and the hum of vehicular traffic. A motorbike rumbled past. The lady next door pulled up on the road below the balcony. Another twenty four, wouldn’t mind putting on Etta James’s ‘At last’Continue reading “Morning World”

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