In The Apple Tree

Memories are made of these

The Filters Through Which We See

Negativity piles on negativity until people cannot see anything through their own eyes but only through the filters of that negativity. Lots of people do things that are less than praiseworthy, and we should strive to recognise that even important people can be swept along by the mood of the times. We are all blind to some extent.

About Me

An elephant run wild, drunk on rum, calls for a female without hope of being understood. What to do? It is not 1947 now.


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