Moral consistency in a burning world

After watching Freeman Dyson speak about his time with the Royal Air force during World War II in A Glorious Accident, I got to thinking about the notion of criminality. Ego's, which are often blamed for crimes, start as inherently healthy. Egos become in- or deflated to cope with trauma, and hence are a defence... Continue Reading →

We Are Both: Parenting and Apocalypse Now

Show me someone not terrified of becoming their parents. The only way most people learn to cope with their childhoods is to vilify their parents, in a childlike 'I-wasn't-given-what-I-am-owed' kind of way. Reparenting yourself often becomes a race against time to break the cycle, process your pain and heal your family - before you start... Continue Reading →

Sand in my belly button #poem

Stretching my toes onto cold wooden floor My fingers undo whatever i wore Poking at buttons i got from a store My belly deletes all of your wars Sand without beach carried within Sadness only hides in my grin Screams carried in wind cannot begin Without first hiding in my delicate skin

Other guys #poem

red and blue and yet and you andfind me something that won't leave thensick as dogs as slick as yourslose that smile and then my warswink of an eye blink and then crysink before you say goodbye your words pile high til they match my eyesyou go on and i'll meet other guys

how to make old friends and lose new ones

Since i quit the corporate life last year, I’ve had to really face my definition of friendship. Many friends are made out of convenience, similar interests or the wider friend group. I thought I had realised that friendships, like any other relationship, needs active work. But once I completely changed what I wanted in life,... Continue Reading →

Umbrella poem

that slap of icy wind lost on a beachsave your breath, he knows what i think the rowdy crows nearby settling at duskshake your head, cross my arms, spread my dust this sand sticks closer to me than you ever didand these waves crash softer than words the hair on my neck still points towards... Continue Reading →

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