Viewer warning: material contains tough reflections on life and death. Unsuitable for sensitive souls, those momentary in 'a bad place', and children (as a guide under the age of 12 years of age). I had these thoughts and feeling some time ago, and I recorded...
the touch that does not feel, the voice that is not heard, the embrace that is not held, the caress that is forever longed for. <style><!-- [et_pb_line_break_holder] -->.et_post_meta_wrapper img{<!--...
Frequently, these many years, I say or think to myself, “My life is over”. On its appearance that makes no sense. What I am doing is really asking myself a question, “In a teleological sense, is my life over”? Have I reached a point where I will no longer be able to...
1 December 2018, just before 5.00 a.m AEST In a dream from which I would awake, a setting of a carnival, something crossed by the Brisbane Ekka and an American state fair, nothing familiar, only great lights in the night. In the distance I saw Ruth was...