Words Can Express
With a Little Distortion;
No Need To Guess –
My Face Is My Fortune.
The above drawings were created in the 1960s by four 10 and 11 year old pupils in my class at a Putney (London) Primary School.
Politics. Humour. Stories. Philosophy. Poetry. And all in randomness within this universe and the next, because why not?
This blog is my creative outlet where I can share my photos, my travels, my random thoughts and a bit of myself.
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We're all human here, don't ever forget that. Human-Kind, be both.
thoughts, essays, research and fun from a research librarian
There’s never a right time but always a write time....
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Where The Eagles Fly . . . . Art Science Poetry Music & Ideas
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At a loss for words, i leave myself on paper.
Here and now, with all of it.
A combination of things created and things lived
This is Your Quest - Your Mission to Find Happiness
Dare To Write | Get Wise
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"Life past, present, thoughts about the future, and ever changing world."
Two Baby Boomers Talking with Buddha
Life in words
Roland's Ragbag 