Building Gods: On Creating Comfort in Chaos

Love is my religion — I could die for that — I could die for you. My Creed is Love and you are its only tenet. John Keats, Love Letter to Fanny Brawne In an 1819 letter, a young poet John Keats, famously said to the “love of his life” Fanny Brawne that love isContinue reading “Building Gods: On Creating Comfort in Chaos”

When The Clowns Are Silent: It And The Horrors of Unspoken Trauma

Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. They live inside us, and sometimes, they win. Stephen King Anybody that knows me well will be aware that I am a great lover of horror fiction. In fact, so much so, my degree dissertation was on Gothic literature specifically. It is hard to say where thisContinue reading “When The Clowns Are Silent: It And The Horrors of Unspoken Trauma”

#MenAreTrash and the shackles of gender

Sexual difference is probably the issue in our time which could be our ‘salvation’ if we thought it through. Luce Irigaray As I sit down to write this blog post for what is now the second time I can’t help but hesitate. It might just be the lingering pain of having had my 1600 wordContinue reading “#MenAreTrash and the shackles of gender”