Ghosts and demons of my colorful past hold no fears
When I fled Geelong in 1986, I was fleeing myself more than anything. In essence I was broken. An emotionally crippled, spiritually dead, morally bankrupt shell of a man in…
Hatred becomes debilitating and all consuming
Hatred is such a cold lonely word. I know. I was consumed by it for close to ten years. For much of that time I wasn’t really aware of it.…
Buying and selling the lie
Lets be honest. We all lie. Even if it’s only to ourselves. Nobody’s perfect. Lying is part of being human. It isn’t a nice part but it’s a human frailty…
Salvation
Sometimes potential life partners pass each other by with never a backward glance. Time and circumstances don’t create the necessary spark. Other times, the stars align and everything falls into…
Why Cloudbusting by Kate Bush Made Me Cry
Well this is awkward. Real men don’t cry especially over 80’s music videos. I have to confess to being well, wooden would be generous, when it comes to my emotions.…