I Once thought every mask I wore had been an act in someone elses play, I would have once given anything to forget all those fictions, to play those games as though they actually had meaning again, so simple…play the father, employee, partner.. but now I know there is no time but this time- the … More The only one strong enough to walk in your shoes is you.
Such had been the power of the big bang that even today, now, all it would take for you to hear its echo would be to tune an analog radio to the white hiss of static- there, right there those neurons trigered from the waves of air impacting your ear drum from the speakers, from … More A sea without a shore
Cast into a boundles desolation bordered by an an insurmountable ocean of fire by a vengeful god, the great tragedy of Milton’s protagonist in his epic Paradise Lost had not solely to be the privations of his surroundings or even the suffering of his companions, it was simply that with heart breaking ease, in an … More An Ocean of fire- the isolation of carers in a crowded world
I steal the briefest moment to glance up at the family rooted some twenty feet from the convulsing body of my eight year old boy. His limbs lock out and his eyes roll up into his head,air straining from his lungs in a low groan. Its these little details I’m glad they cant see. Its … More The burning fire of attention-Epilepsy and the origin of fear.
Looking up at the shards of light peircing the copper tinged lake water as they danced in imitless variation i could hear the bubbles of air rise around me. The moments beween skimming along the waters surface at the bow of the small sailing dinghy like a skillfully hurled pebble to slowly feeling my life … More From way out here, your games look so funny..
…the lady behind us in the checkout queue smiles down at him. My son’s black protective bump hat tacitly advertises the fact he has “special needs” like a corporate logo. I know whats coming and recite the off the shelf phrase in my mind. She says her bit : ….”hello you, i like your t-shirt, … More A language far older than words
Sleep deprivation has been widely aknowledged as perhaps one of the finest tools in the interogators repertoire. As a method of torture its effectiveness is matched only by its simplicity. Having once spent somewhere between fifty six and sixty highly active hours on the bounce during my time as a reconnaissance specialist in the armed … More What my epileptic son can teach the armed forces about sleep.
