Tag: Writing
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Poem: Disability
Disability It’s all about perspective. To you, I’m Dissed. Disadvantaged. Dismissed, before I even get a chance to. Whether I’m ‘weak’ in the mind, Or ‘weak’ at the knees. Your mind’s made up, Before I even get a chance to plead. You judge me on appearances. Refuse to look beyond my disability.…
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What Does ‘Value’ Mean If You’re In Poverty?
With over 500 million people currently in poverty across the globe, materialism is but an abstract concept. Unimaginable to the people, who, through no choice of their own have found themselves struggling to survive. When put into context it is somewhat fortunate yet ignorant of us who complain about shops not stocking the right…
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The Psychology of Value – Culture
Carrying on from yesterday’s post, I noted how this concept of value stems from our childhoods. How we internally form an attachment to particular items we deem as ‘ours’ from a young age. Yet when comparing this globally, there are certain cultures where regardless of age, this trend does not appear. For example in a…
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The Psychology of Value
What do you think is more valuable, the price of these rings in the picture, or, the relationship symbolised by them? No rush to answer! How about the question below instead, as a continuation from yesterday’s post: If I gifted you a Swiss chocolate bar to begin with then a few moments later asked…
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Stress: The Real SERIAL Killer
According to the American Psychological Association, chronic stress is linked to the six leading causes of death: heart disease, cancer, lung ailments, accidents, cirrhosis of the liver and suicide. The link between mind and body is far deeper than we may have realised. You only have to listen to Ted’s Radio Hour episode entitled…
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Quantity Over Quality
I wouldn’t blame you for thinking I’d somehow dropped off the face of the Earth in the last month or so. Eating copious amounts of junk food while watching documentaries on how paintbrushes and heavy-duty bin bags are made has that effect on you. You just drift away from life’s priorities like a plank of…
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Poem: I Didn’t Believe
They say the aim is to make others believe in you. But if I couldn’t believe in myself, Then there was no way of making either true. For years I would beg, I would plead, To just let out my potential and abilities. To let them free to grow and to weave, Into something…
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Poem: Trust
Trust is like trying to catch a spawning salmon in a freshly flowing river. You catch it! Then all too soon it slips from your tiny grasp. Whether it’s trusting others or trusting yourself. Trust never seems to want to last. Are we blinded by bullsh*t or beauty? All we need is for someone…
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Haiku Time!
How do you feel now? That I am no longer here. Do you feel….freedom? I close my eyes tight. Yet I still can’t erase you. From my dreams at night. Sugar – sickly sticks Sweet sensory sensations May it never end.
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Raves: Are They More About The Visuals Than The Music?
Step over the threshold of any sketchy dilapidated warehouse these days and you find yourself either having the time of your life, or fighting for it. If it’s not the epilepsy inducing strobe lighting making your childhood disco look like a piece of trash then it’s the pounding synths from the Deadmau5 wannabee on the…
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Poem: Brixton
Street stalls stand tall, As the merchants make convo with strangers. Fresh flowers flush the air, Their sweet notes still linger. Food – of all shapes and sizes, A feast for my very eyes. Offering food for thought as to what Else comes from such places of mystery and surprise. The faces are…
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City Life: The Love/Hate Relationship
Originally from a town of several thousand you can see why I may feel like a fish out of water here in London. Living in the UK’s capital for 2 years now has taught me alot about other people and alot about myself. But I’ll save that for another time, here are some reasons why…
The Neon Squid 