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24th of April, 2020

Calm Carl talking on "The Scene"
Ive been scheduled in to chat with Lionheart & Salma on "The Scene" - April 24th 2020 in the 1st hour.

Im glad that our mental health is on people's agenda and is being talked about as normally as any other problem we might be having in our lives.

I have written all my life, I tried to stick to rules in school but didnt so ended up with English CSE grade 4.
When I was a young man and I asked any of my mates if they wanted to hear my poetry I was told "Poetry's for poofs."
I didnt know if I was a poof or not at the time but no one liked poofs so I stopped offering to share.
Now I do. Some things.

I still come across my writing that I wouldn't want other people, even my family, to read, let alone hear.
I do share most of what I've written, some of it makes sense about my emotional connections, love,...[Read On]
image illustrating 24th of April, 2020


STAYING IN is the new going out!

STAYING IN is the new going out! in the same way that whispering is the new way to shout.
BLACK is the new White! in the same way that the centre ground is the new right.
FORTY is the new Thirty! in the same way that clean is the new dirty.
Only STAYING IN isnt the new going out.
Staying in is not a choice.
Although options are something we may openly voice.
To have them though, that is a different thing.
You may learn ALL the words but dont you DARE sing.
SURE! Learn all of the chords but youre not ALLOWED to strum.
You can be a percussionist butNOT ON A DRUM
No reason you shouldnt memorise the melody line.
However if you play it aloud, in public, you could be detained AND get a serious fine.
We never said NEVER about coming together, just not all of you at the same time.
If you do, youll be breaking a new yet very old law ofhealth crime.
Were stopping too much connection for your own protection.
We believe we are better, we sent you a...[Read On]
image illustrating STAYING IN is the new going out!


Why Bezeal Went To The City

On a moonlit beach shadows of clouds played on the rocks. Shaman-Ca watched as the horse Bezeal trotted the rock in rhythm with the sea and air.
"I will dance 'til my spirit bleeds. Worlds spin fast and you stamp your feet." She called across the cove.
"Your body moves to an ancient beat." Replied the white horse in joy of the age of the crones' spirit.
Shaman-Ca wondered where Bezeal had been. The scratches and dirt on his body smelled strange to her.
Bezeal was tired, for he had galloped to release the smells and his energy was sapped.
"I am tired. I needed to run I have been to the City and could do no more than trot for three days. No room." Bezeal explained.
The old goblin woman shouted from her ledge,
"Release the pressure as well as the smells, yes Bezeal?"
Bezeal shook. The sweat flicked into the moonlit sky and became stars. It hit rock and crystallized becoming one with the rock. Where the beads dropped in the water a new creature swam.
Shaman-ca...[Read On]