I'm a thinker, listener, a "question's pretty much everything" type of person. A seeker of knowledge, always restless, yet seeks the calm in life.
I love writing in all forms and am in the process of completing a number of ongoing projects. I love the craft of writing and the possibilities it holds. A magic carpet through the mind. I love pretty much all creative arts, music, film and theatre the leading ones.
Born in Hertfordshire in England, my family Irish, Welsh and English, I currently reside in Edinburgh, in Scotland. I'm drawn to coastal and mountain regions where I like to go to think and draw inspiration from. Ireland is a place that's dear to me, and I try to get back to see family and friends as much as possible.
My interests are wide and broad, too many to mention here, but history, archaeology, criminology, music and film are just some of those things I love.
I hope you enjoy my ramblings on here as that's what they are really. I'll let my fingers do the ''talking...''
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2 thoughts on “Bullet to the Head”
Oh how the world will try to break people down, the better the person the harder they try. It’s enough to make anyone with compassion cry.
That fearful desperation of people, to drag others down to their level just so they don’t have to feel the guilt. Their own minds against them, still trying to teach them. The guilt isn’t a punishment, it’s a lesson!
The laziness it takes to make no effort at all, to better oneself. Just one ounce of compassion, a teaspoon of love, a few drops of kindness and, like the yeast to the bread, with a light sprinkling of positive action everything rises.
We can only hope, that there are enough bakers to feed the starving masses, because without them we turn and feed on each other, consuming everything, until there is nothing left!
I love this reply as it’s poetic in itself. You should convert it or keep it as it is. I love it.
Thank-you again Mr Stark. Can I have one of them suits and join you on your quest to rid the world of evil? 🙂
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Oh how the world will try to break people down, the better the person the harder they try. It’s enough to make anyone with compassion cry.
That fearful desperation of people, to drag others down to their level just so they don’t have to feel the guilt. Their own minds against them, still trying to teach them. The guilt isn’t a punishment, it’s a lesson!
The laziness it takes to make no effort at all, to better oneself. Just one ounce of compassion, a teaspoon of love, a few drops of kindness and, like the yeast to the bread, with a light sprinkling of positive action everything rises.
We can only hope, that there are enough bakers to feed the starving masses, because without them we turn and feed on each other, consuming everything, until there is nothing left!
Love your writing by the way! 😀
I love this reply as it’s poetic in itself. You should convert it or keep it as it is. I love it.
Thank-you again Mr Stark. Can I have one of them suits and join you on your quest to rid the world of evil? 🙂