I’m pretty relaxed about the whole thing and since I have self isolated now for nigh on 30 years, I’m not too bothered about keeping myself to myself. If the writing is on the wall, so be it.
I decided to read and record two poems from William Blake’s Songs of Innocence and Experience. I chose the Lamb from the Songs of Innocence and its counterpart the Tyger from the Songs of Experience.
I am starting a podcast and those who are in the know tell me I must introduce myself. So here goes.
Breaking up my routine seems to add enormously to my well-being. While I might not persuade my wife to let me go trekking in the Empty Quarter, even mild change can be very beneficial.
There is nothing more sobering than a great deal of time spent in a hospital with the critically ill. Nothing more rewarding either.
It is finished – yes I think I know just what the poor fellow meant.
Most of us have developed a worldview but I wonder how many of us let doubt destroy it?
Nor multicultural, nor multi gender, nor am I trans….and, odd to relate nor am I a bigot or a racist.
Many now hold that consciousness is a trick, wrought upon an illusory “us” by physics and you may therefore wish to contemplate whether you exist at all.
I was struck today when looking at my collection of Blog “Tags” just how much they reveal about my character and obsessions.