James
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The Lies on Trumans Wall.
Im definitely not going to be the first person to give some thought to the themes in the film ‘The Truman Show’ which was released in 1997 (I think), in fact on of my best friends wrote her Masters thesis… Continue reading
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Standing on lovers shoulders.
I’ve read too many words, To be able to say something new, Or something original. Yet what I can do, Is continue, The soul language, From the dawning of time. That radiates through, All of life, And All of words.… Continue reading
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When we take care of them, they take care of us.
As I walked home from town the other day, I noticed the sad sight of this butterfly on the pavement in front of me. Nearly dead. Prematurely dead on concrete that wasn’t its destiny. I walked past at first, my… Continue reading
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Will you be brave and give love a chance?
One of the reasons we men dont want to deal with our shit is because we dont believe we have the capacity to love ourselves. In many scenarios, whether from driven, neglectful, absent or collusive, abusive parents, Love was absent,… Continue reading
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Hello darkness……friend….not monster.
Hello darkness, my old friend. I wrote in the first line of my journal this morning, as if I was channelling the ghost of Simon and Garfunkel and trying desperately not to rewrite the song as the outpouring of what… Continue reading
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Awakening to the Universe’s Song
Hidden from sight, The bird shared its song. Melody of wonderment, Melody of presence, Delight sharing in Sound alone. I couldnt see (the bird) It was only heard. Presence hidden, Shrouded, Behind the greenery of a summer filled tree Hiding… Continue reading
James Ballantyne 