life
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Passing Places
Ive just come back from a week holiday away in the gorgeously delightful tiny village of Port Appin, on the west coast of Scotland, almost equidistant between Oban and Fort William. I wrote lots, and read less, but didnt write… Continue reading
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Broken Shells and Cliches.
Forgive the slightly meandering nature of this piece of writing, I may be writing out loud some of my inner musings over the last few weeks and months as it feels like a long time I’ve written, maybe not for… Continue reading
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Slow Growth
From being chopped down, Suppressed. Real growth from raw exposure. Takes time. And vulnerably reaches earnestly for the light. Collecting a community of nutrients. Just like nature, You are the universe. Continue reading
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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
James Ballantyne 