Category Archives: Navel-gazing

Autobiography – A Dream

A dream as fodder for midlife musings: What would the teen me say were he to see  me now? Writing reactionary, nay,  fascist, poetry and imbibing the  best poets of the last Century.                 … Continue reading

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Old Don Henley Tunes

  It was the sort of day That would bring to mind The lyrics from an old Don Henley song   Wind blowing off the Channel Providing the only air conditioning we’ll feel all summer Sun going down, orange in … Continue reading

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Inventory

Read no further if you are uninterested in the internal ramblings of a middle-aged man… I am in a pre-birthday semi-navel gazing space. I hit 50 in three weeks. I don’t even want to review the things I said I’d … Continue reading

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On Autistic Teenage Girls

I have been watching the whole Greta Thunberg / Climate Change thing with mild horror. The Globalists have found in her an apparently unassailable spokesman for their agenda. Like a prophet in the wilderness, she spouts to the world all … Continue reading

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Lost in the Cosmos

One of the coolest books I have ever read is Lost in the Cosmos: The Last Self-Help Book by Walker Percy. Contrary to its title, it is a parody of a self-help book. It does, however, challenge one to go … Continue reading

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Statement of Intent (for my 50th year on this planet…)

I turned 49 a couple of weeks ago. In the lead-up to my birthday, I went through my normal, almost unconscious annual navel-gazing process which has varied little over the past few years. I moped a bit. I compared my … Continue reading

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Heaven

It’s not often that I am moved to nostalgia by Euro-disco plinky-plinky music. It’s not as if it all doesn’t sound the same. Rather anodyne melodies following a tried and tested formula to get people to dance and invoke euphoria … Continue reading

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The Ultimate Playlist – A love letter to my Wife on My Birthday

(This is a rather long post, so feel free to skip down to the playlist, if you can’t wait.) It is my birthday today. I am now 43 years old. I usually go through a pensive stage of navel-gazing ahead … Continue reading

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Karma vs. Grace

Thus begins the navel-gazing season. It is an annual ritual for me, it seems. In the weeks leading up to my birthday, I begin to review my life and where I am, where I’ve been, where I could have been, … Continue reading

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