Thursday, 14 April 2011

Should I vote YES or NO for Alternative Vote?

What? There's a referendum in two weeks' time?

Until just now, I honestly had no idea there is a referendum, and I thought I was fairly well clued up about these things.  Certainly around the time of the last general election, I was always catching up on news updates and following party broadcasts and what-have-you.

I even watched the mad new seminar-style group broadcast things (one of which was hosted nearby in Bristol, woo!). I laughed and sighed and groaned with the rest of the political mob until it was all over, and then added the various party leaders to my Facebook (and then promptly blocked them from my news feed).

But, a referendum?

Sunday, 10 April 2011

Assault on The Castle (Part 5): Explanation

And so we are brought to Part 5 of Assault on the Castle, where our heroes have just fought off a Skard attack and are seeking some answers.

Friday, 8 April 2011

New Post

Afternoon all,

I thought I'd add a quick post here just so that ghastly "One Future" poem disappears off the home page.  My apologies for any injury caused by inadvertent reading.

Please feel free to check out Assault on the Castle, some assorted Ghost Stories and .... yes... some poems (if you dare), via the "Page" links available somewhere (at the time of writing, they're at the top of the page).

I am working on finishing some built-in shelves this weekend, but I thoroughly intend to grab some time to write Part 5 of Assault on the Castle in the evenings.

If anyone has any ideas for where the story should go... I'm not interested.  Believe it or not, there's actually a plan!

But seriously, get in touch via whatever usual communication method you use - although I generally view interpretive dance as a fairly weak medium (I'm just pre-warning you).

Cheers for now.


Saturday, 2 April 2011

One Future

The year is twenty-one, forty-three.
What sights do you think you might see?
The world is warmed and melted ice has raised the levels of the sea.
All about lie scattered remnants of the human legacy;
twisted, broken ruins are the new trees.
The oak?  The birch?  The common pine?  All ceased to be.

The governments of Earth were run with bigotry.
They filled the minds of thinkers with fallacy;
the hearts of doers with visceral apathy.
(Preferring to waste resources on military,
instead of concentrating on what was necessary).

In the end, Nature's task was easy.
She just sat back and waited, patiently.
She did not weep as men began to die -
In her eternal eyes, life is a privilege, not right of one beast to squander freely.
Had she lips, she might have smiled at one stark irony:
Long before the last man died, Earth lost its humanity.