30 cms of piled up files. this is the scribbled results of my third sci fi novel's first draft. Most of it I typed. Because by computer I tend to over write. It all flows out of my head too easily. Letters of extravagance. Effusions of profusion. Typing slows things down a little. Changing paper helps collect thoughts. Get back on track. Stop bifurcating into plots left for later. Then it finally died. Not my brain, the typewriter. Trusty machine for over many years. The metal alignment for…Continue
This happens every time. The new year comes on. The last one vanishes. So, where did it go? It was here a moment ago. I can’t be that pissed surely to loose a year. And yet his happens everywhere. But time is strange. As someone remarked it stops everything happening at once. So to stop this confusion time dilates what would otherwise be chaos. Thus Auckland New Zealand starts off the new year, loosing the old first. Followed by Sydney blasting eight tons of fireworks into the summer night.…Continue
'Holy smoke! Carols by renewable candlelight.' So went the headline of The Australian newspaper on the 15th of December. The Australian Religious Response to Climate Change is all into 'We wish you a Steady Climate' and 'Silent Night, Smoky Night' according to Emily Ritchie reporting. This arriviste group through Tejopala Rawls announced that: 'We want them to step down off the fence and gain the moral courage to do something about climate change.'
So there! Decades after this had…Continue
Winter Solstice: the Festival the Church the People
by Lutz Barz
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'...tis the season to be jolly...' goes the tune.
The lead up to the festive season really does generate a palpable sense of well being. In part because we all know what is coming: the greatest feast of the year. For which we simply cannot wait. Which is not of recent vintage either.
In Europa children get an Advent Kalender. Stuck onto the window. With its…
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