Collective noun
I awake, each morning, to a shudder, of anxieties.
Don’t give me a home among the gum trees when it is bushfire season.
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We’ve tried Anocracy, Aristocracy, Autocracy, Democracy, Gerontocracy, Ochlocracy, Plutocracy, Theocracy. Can we try Meritocracy now please?
In the ancient city mounds of the Middle East, flat layers of mud, one on top of the other, are the squashed remains of houses and streets, flat like pages in a history book, the lives of people in each generation, reduced to a few inches of mud baked in a thousand years of Sun
Being forgotten, while you are still in land of the living, prepares you for being forgotten, after you are long gone.
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It takes a whole lifetime, three score years and ten, or more, to get clear in your mind the structure and the meaning of your childhood years. You never get the time to sort out the rest of your life.
As we grow older small invisible pores form in our skulls and from them (like holes in water tanks) drip thoughts and ideas, and memories of recent times (being closer to surface of the mind), and wit and concentration, and names of people once known like brothers and sisters, and new appointments, and old research
When I was just a soft boy child I would take my bag of marbles, bought sparingly with well earned pocket money, to the schoolyard and lose them all to boys with hard knuckles and much harder eyes. Was it a lesson for adult life? Yes but I failed to learn from it.
How odd it seems to be watching as an American President has a three year long nervous breakdown while his aides pretend nothing is wrong.
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When I write my life story the bits I leave out, or forget, have disappeared for ever from human history