“Do you know what a poem is, Esther?" "No, what?" I would say. "A piece of dust." (Sylvia Plath) We exist in an odd shell. Fragility is a rich, red blood and society is a shark - but you're protected by a shark net. You're just bleeding out in the ocean, dying slowly, whilst the … Continue reading The Bureau Drawer
I engaged in a legitimate I Ching spiritual reading two weeks ago, in the confines of my bedroom - via app. It didn't phase me at all. I'm what Mark Prensky would describe as a "digital native"; I circumnavigate the corners of the globe via technology, as effortlessly as I breathe, without conscious consideration. … Continue reading Untangling the Strings of I Ching
The fireplace, which used to be the centre of the house and a node of comfort and warmth, became angry. It would shake and roar. Maybe we had made it anxious too; during that last year especially, it stopped being a friend.
I've been searching for meaning for as long as I can remember. Past ventures include experimenting with tarot cards, astrology, palm reading, numerology and visiting a psychic. Given this, it makes perfect sense to me to explore a topic I am passionate about, but in a different culture. For this assessment I will be focusing … Continue reading I Ching (我清) for iPhone*
Did sinister Death plan this all along? Did he design the stone to lure the Cadmus to death under the guise of a magical object that would bring his dead lover back to life?
"What happens when the story involves suicide, murder, crime, war, death, incest or rape? What if these were part of our family stories? And as writers, what do we ‘do’ with these difficult memories?" (Guntarik et. al 2015)
"If you don't ever reflect, you just stay an idiot".