Forkword Plosm

A large old Apple Box tree, (a variety of Eucalyptus), that grew beside the road near Lagoon in Burra, blew down in a storm last week. Large eucalypts like this one would be over 200 years old, their lives stretching back...

When I was younger I spent long periods of time in solitude meditating. Over the years my practice has changed, and I have explored different techniques from different traditions while travelling in Europe and elsewhere. After some years, I concluded that...

My holiday readings are scattered about, and it’s hard not to be distracted with the goings on in GENIUSVILLE (which stupidity threatens to engulf us all), but one of the more gentle amusements has been cruising thru the pages of Kris...

Despite his ineffable charm, Trump has again been shown to be unpopular. What this suggests to me is that if his strategy is to remain in office past the next election, then he is not going to be able to rely on...

The reorganisation of humanity as imagined in my post on world government requires an adjustment which might need to be revolutionary. If during the transition, the world descends into chaos, it will be important to have some touchstones, some values that...

The challenge for humanity in this century is to coordinate itself into a single organism.  With the internet we now have the beginning of a central nervous system and are able to be conscious of the state of ourselves as a...

My reasons for releasing all my poetry into the public domain, without retaining any copyright, have been posted on this site for a while. I’ve always thought that society would need to change if creative people are to make a living...

The philosophy of tolerance and of tolerating intolerance is of course an interesting paradoxical one, much more interesting than any philosophy of intolerance. The reason I can’t understand ideologies of intolerance, is that they seem to be mired in hopeless contingencies....

Another mind splinter seems to have gone in.. after half a bottle of wine.. i wake with a black hole of chlorodyne forgetfulness. Dreaming of hospital beds, cancer, this could be only ten years away. I am calm about it –...

Here are some songs I have been working on over the last year or so. This is an unfinished song I am working on with a strange time signature; bars of 5, 5, 5 & 6 beats add up to 21, so...

When we (inevitably) discover intelligent life elsewhere in the galaxy, I predict that they will have teapots. My line of reasoning is that just as the evolution of body plans inevitably stumbles across useful things like mouths and body armour, so...