A world of agreements (1)
Sending off “Sendforth”
Coming up for air
Where the time goes….
Hello Again…
Wicked humour
Grammatical License
The agreements
The big issue
The act, the man
Liberty, most precious
World without end
The things we take for granted
Life style choices
Oh for a thousand tongues…
We were there
Jesus, take the wheel
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Any man is every man, we are all one and the same, cut from the same cloth ; capable of great good and great evil. Inside every saint is a sinner, time and circumstance determine what the world sees. Violence is very repulsive to me; I particularly hate the sight of blood but even I am prone to unleashing that same force I find repulsive on someone when the right triggers are pressed.
The soul speaks
A long time ago, I attended a concert for peace in Africa. International and local artistes were billed to perform. If memory serves me correctly, a lot of the American ones didn’t show up but quite a lot of the African ones did. My assessment of the concert was that it was abysmal; the arrangements were at best poor and the cheapest seats turned out to be the best as the VIP section was so far removed from the stage. One needed hearing aids and binoculars to hear the music or see the artistes. It started out late and most of us were understandably upset that the superstars we were promised didn’t come.
Reaching deep down
Exercise is a necessity to keep our bodies in good shape; my yoga coach is quick to remind me that the body is a rogue that can only be controlled with discipline and constant training. In a perfect world; I would be able to eat anything and everything at anytime without gaining weight but I know for a fact that it is not a perfect world as my ever growing population of cellulite will attest.
Significant other
Political correctness has done a lot to straighten language and remove the many offences that can be taken when words and manners are used to segregate, discriminate and offensively identify. Now I am a person of colour or Afro Caribbean, a century ago, I would have been racially and offensively identified as a nigger. That particular hate word evolved into Negro before my race became classed as people of colour and of an Afro-Caribbean descent.
Jumping rope
A very long time ago, I discovered the game of double dutch; jumping rope. We would gather together in groups during the lunch break and get two long pieces of rope, one person would hold on to one end of each rope in either hand while another participant would hold the other two ends on the opposite end. …
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