KENT: Kill thy physician, and the fee bestow Upon the foul disease. Revoke thy gift, Or whilst I can vent clamor from my throat, I’ll tell thee thou dost evil.
We are born, we get married, we divorce, we die. But somewhere along the way, if we get the chance, we should also stand Liberal Candidate for the ancient fishing and weaving constituency of Gulworth North situated in the remoter fens of East Anglia in the unlit post war years before television replaced the Temperance […]
Passing in the night: trees and buildings; hearing the lonely howls of engines and guitars and voices commingling. Getting high on coffee and South San Gabriel, and passing peaceful towns with their own problems.
This is what I do on Saturday mornings.
There is an undercurrent of unity in this world. It runs through the earth like a seam through a coat. The handwork is evident. One craftsman, making His mark, made for Him.
It is accounted, that after he took his shoes off, in reverence, that he hedged himself about with excuses on why he should not go. Could you have a sparkling conversation with such a Fire? Or would It burn all away, and leave you, too, with nothing but the bone? “For the bush that Moses […]