From the beginning I was struck by the apparently perfect contrast between Phuket and Edinburgh, my home town. Never was the analogy of the yin and yang more culturally applicable... the bad within the good, and good found within bad. There, the vibrant culture and visceral environment populated by seemingly untrustworthy individuals - as an... Continue Reading →


Dear boy, I have returned here this evening, through trials of gladiatorial asceticism, to this quiet beach, where over a decade ago you sat, cast free, with pain of enforced liberation. The ocean, wild lover, on mild nights companion - insightful, bearing answers of silence. And in the dawn returning, to be faced by harsh... Continue Reading →


Across the span of many victories and occasional stinging defeat, a crystallisation of emotion occurred, morphing into contented sense of wellbeing, from a curiosity which has lead to a depth of experience. During these times of struggle and joy, sorrow and laughter and awe, a sense of purpose evolved. I have foregone many things in... Continue Reading →

Moonlight don 🌙

To walk on quiet moonlit night, a starlight sea-washed beach, with clouds whose silver tops are lit, and shadows beneath one's feet, and watch as silver crests roll in, move silently above - these moments in which a man may find his railing sense of shock, at grandeur found in life, a warrior sat alone... Continue Reading →

Guns Blazing

In an attempt to avoid the flow of negativity through my words I have silenced awhile my narratives on this life. Recently whilst recovering from brain damage sustained in pursuit of purpose and movement, violent inclination, I have reached conclusions the resultant objectivity of which are apparent. Restlessness for learning and fulfillment continues, new ideals... Continue Reading →

Brain Damage

Scribbling furtively has always been an enjoyable, cathartic hobby, though my previous employer has always tried to seek ways to denigrate that; consciously, for the most part, but I shall not be silent. Money is very often a method for the old to control the free; for money, much like Time, is a transient resource.... Continue Reading →


Undulating landscape, inclining mountain range, from the tower on the edge of town the boy sat, and looked out - a shepherd for this day. Arrived from Tebourba, and by the road stood Iser, round eyed in shock - though the sun was bright to his front. That the boy had ridden from Tunis to... Continue Reading →


Much longer there are doubts I shall remain to this plane, for I have grown tired of constant struggle. Emptiness prevails, such that only violence curtails. What I have seen in life has filled me with much joy, but now I look upon it with eyes devoid of such care as once my youth did... Continue Reading →


Remind me of what I am and who I have been, remind me of coasts of gold and amazement, remind me of pain and of fear. Remind me of love found in the eyes of another. All of life is change, and through the fires of misfortune and mistake and failure are we forged anew.... Continue Reading →

last man out

I sit and in my heart I feel nothing, anaesthetic worn free, now a just sinking, sickening. Fear of death and the urge to destroy grow in me, quell thyself, then again rise given time - indignance, pain mere constriction of the chest. Carry fearless anguished memories of doubt and with final bound cast lifeless... Continue Reading →

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