These entries have evidently become more than just a dream journal to me, which has become more obvious with each successive entry. In fact, this entry will not feature a single dream but instead will focus on the story of the soundest sleep that I have ever had, it was a dreamless sweet abyss. I … Continue reading Dreams of: iiii (i/iii)
Tag: 2017
Dreams of: iii
The night before this dream, which is a relatively small dream, I went to a hall of mirrors set up they have built for the Melbourne festival with Lily. I had a really fantastic time, and I felt an intense relief when I saw her, which I was glad to have as I had been … Continue reading Dreams of: iii
Shakespeare and Marlowe: The flouting of magic and genre
The timeless appeal of Shakespeare’s plays may owe their popularity to his apparent lack of interest in maintaining genre. His plays appear to reject the blasé conventions, as reality does more often than not, that plagued his contemporaries as well as the popular film, literature, and theatre of our current era. However, I would argue … Continue reading Shakespeare and Marlowe: The flouting of magic and genre
The Sphere
Written by The Fool. “Do you really think the sphere will respond to our call?” I asked. His response was always the same despite my doubt. In fact, much like the rest of the people in the tribe, I was losing faith in the elder that once comforted us during the Arrival. He speaks of visions … Continue reading The Sphere
Dreams of: ii
Strangers creeping in structures. My consciousness begins in a dreamlike state, though I am vaguely aware of it. I am in an auditorium or a coliseum which I have been in before. I am meeting friends here, and we are getting something to eat. I evidently have arrived first and I wait by a table … Continue reading Dreams of: ii
A cierta sombra by Jorges Luis Borges
I pray that your holy land, England, escapes the profane, the wild German boar and the Italian hyena. Island of Shakespeare, may your children save you and your glorious shadows. At the farthest reaches of the seas I summon them and they come From the innumerable past, With tall miters and iron crowns, With Bibles, … Continue reading A cierta sombra by Jorges Luis Borges
WAGON
Why was I all alone? Must be the way I smile at the imps. Though perhaps it could be my false tooth, split hair and the large dose of ketamine running through my bloodstream - nonetheless I felt stronger in my heart and arms than ever. Though where I am now ketamine seems to be … Continue reading WAGON
The Book of Iue
Goliath's legs were rotting and their axes cut easily into the flesh. The climb up his corpse was dangerous, but not one man was lost. David and Jonathan lead the score of troops, with hempen ropes connecting them to each other. As they traversed up the leg, they only encountered a lone Philistine who slept … Continue reading The Book of Iue
Shakespeare’s Henry V: The common man’s role in history, war and politics
The selected passage is taken from the very beginning of Act 2 of Henry V. It is directly after Henry V has declared war on France, and ends as Nym and Ancient Pistol draw irons. The Chorus invokes an enthusiastic response to the story’s progression, encouraging and guiding the audience’s emotional response to the events … Continue reading Shakespeare’s Henry V: The common man’s role in history, war and politics
I’ve published a new book
Hi all, I wrote a book called Birdsong - it is a collection of short stories about birds, to put it briefly. If you have a weird fascination with birds you’ll probably love it, and if not you still might have some fun reading it. You can download it for free here Big thanks if … Continue reading I’ve published a new book