Tools of violence

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what of my brother?

What of my Brother? Whose life has moved along many different lines... Whose experiences could use up all of England's inkwells, Whose linguistics could have surpassed even the Bard's lines, What of him the large precariat Lion, strong but inwardly howling.. What now? What of his life? What then? Where should he hide? Why? Whose [...]

This week’s lesson: Know and Respect yourself

Sometimes you have to learn that you're working on something bigger than yourself. The world. And the ones who know and understand, are the ones who will stick around. After all what else do you need but that? My internal thoughts to myself.. as I struggle with shedding the overly-empathic and supportive self. I've helped [...]

Life so far… Returning to the place of my awakening construction

So I have returned to snowy Yorkshire after a rollercoaster 3 1/2 day, 3 night return to London. No matter what is said by people from all walks of life about this place and how many times I leave, or come to the realisation that this place just isn't for me, right now, for many, [...]

#NaBloPoMo 20 Surrogate – Job Applications & Career Aspirations

So working back in retail has been a very rewarding and interesting experience. Being on the frontline of the new launch of the first ever Westfield development outside of London, in my very own hometown Bradford, West Yorkshire..  has been a once-in-a-lifetime experience amazing! Reflecting on best practice and application of skills within a busy [...]

NaBloPoMo #16 – Surrogate #15

A melancholic sadness, A softly, softley wide awakening, Eyes open, Iris' flex, Soaking it all in, blurring filled with internal rain. Thunderous. Shaking uncontrollably as we meet, As we sit, speak, meet, disagree. Cut deep and hurt, seemingly eternally. A life is a life, Flows from low to highs. The world is shattered and shredded [...]

#NaBloPoMo #7: Masculinity

For making Saag Paranthas when mum got sectioned, For letting my small legs dance and showering us with affection, For the long walks to get us out of the house, For helping us all get rid of that pesky mouse, For doing the world of a couple alone, For keeping everything light and together at [...]