INFINITY. (as told by a child named Tizzy…) Infinity is another thing that makes me want to throw up. What’s at the end of the Universe? If you travelled on and on, outwards forever – in your own head of…
INFINITY. (as told by a child named Tizzy…) Infinity is another thing that makes me want to throw up. What’s at the end of the Universe? If you travelled on and on, outwards forever – in your own head of…
I am free. Free from doubt about the past. Free from fret about the future. Free from the infinite web of petty thoughts that entangle the heart. Free of the can of wasps that is the snare of my own…
I was out walking the other morning when I bumped into my neighbour. He is an old man with a red face and a huge pot belly. He fell into step beside me. I slowed down because he was…