Keri-lee Griffiths
Photo by Jeremy Thomas on Unsplash.com Time. A swirling vortex of mass, substance, and neon luminescent gas. Ever-changing, evolving, turning itself inside and out. A chameleon and a con man. The good guy and the villain. The hero and the arch-nemesis. All-consuming and apathetic. It is everything and it is nothing at all. An illusion.... Continue Reading →
Photo by Arthur Brognoli from Pexels “I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.” ― Douglas Adams, The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul I struggle to consolidate the differences between what I expected from life and how life has turned out. The dreams... Continue Reading →
Photo by Francesco Ungaro from Pexels “I remember a friend many years ago who had taped a sign to his refrigerator: There's a dream dreaming us. If you try to think about what that means it makes your mind silly, but that silliness is good.” ― Natalie Goldberg, Wild Mind: Living the Writer's Life I’ve often wondered if... Continue Reading →
Photo by The East London Photographer on Unsplash.com “I am not my body. My body is nothing without me.” ― Tom Stoppard, Rock 'n' Roll There are times, when I look at myself in the mirror, that I don’t know who I’m looking at. I bite my lip, and the stranger in the mirror bites... Continue Reading →
The Wandering Cripple 