To complement my previous post yesterday, I have dug out, brushed off and dusted (but not altered) something I wrote just over 7 years ago. Surprisingly, or not surprisingly to me, since I mostly try to write stuff that will not easily date over time, it still holds good after 7 years. Does that make... Continue Reading →
I Am An Abject Failure
I am an abject failure. I do not say this from some depressed state, some suicidal thought, some tendency to self-flagellate. It is not some morbid attempt to heap shit on myself. It is simply that I recognise my own limitations, my unfulfilled hopes and desires. It is an acknowledgement that my vision is greater... Continue Reading →
Not Something Else 