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I was sent up to the heavens – a challenge like no other. This was truly magical and pushed me both mentally and physically.

Frying a mixture of nuts that penetrate the idiots path with purple purity carried across the room by horned bulls that avoid a trip into darkness using their senses of…

The sensible decisions are carried away with the paint brush scared by deception and lies. A filth that plays into our untapped understanding of void. It carries in measured droplets…

We see that what we want. We never convince ourselves of the truth. We escape from the very thoughts that we hate – without breath we strike into the thoughts…

The more time I spend doing mediation and going along this path of redistribution, the more I find myself fading and feeling less part of this world. Do others also…

After long years of non-stop working, I wanted to get away to a place in the UK that had it all – the beauty of a sunset casting it’s shadow across the sands, the fresh air and the ocean sounds that could carry me into idylic day dreams.

A fragmented culture longing for somewhere to belong. The beautiful landscapes seem like a world away from the reality within the Iraqi deserts.

Paris is special and we know that by the Eiffel tower and the many more monuments that stand within the city limits. But beyond that lies a hidden trail of circles.

Slipping onto my chair My head running at a 1000ºC The music abstract and liberated, The only one that can understand, can help filter Yearning the loneliness, My heart injected…

The dark sands blow past my face when I float into and into… I hit, the wet grainy floor that I sink into and into… My eyes close slowly, my…

I am a box, every side simple and flat Exposed to the eyes released to the world A box being me, with so many planes, drawings fluttered across them emitted…

The purple lines crossed onto my heart Make the feelings intense Make the happiness, an illusion The soft hand that once comforted, hurts! I gave my undying love, Yet a…