PinnedCollected EssaysAfter a period of writing longform essays on here I shall be quiet for a while. I have written a lot, it is a strange thought that people have and might read all of these things I have written with the expectation no one would, so if you are and…Writing3 min readWriting3 min read
Published in Rooms Of Light·PinnedMember-onlyAtlas In DecemberI crested the hill at Highwood, The same path I walk every day, Legs brushing aside bracken On the trail I share only with deer. At the top I can find my house by the row Of poplars that stands above the trees Like boat masts, ship-wrecked In the miles of woods and…Poem1 min readPoem1 min read
Published in Rooms Of Light·PinnedMember-onlySoliloquies for an internet age.A prose poem — Enter right. What are you putting up that stage for? My ego is at the door telling me I’m as flawed and brilliant as I want it to, just enough and not too much. Ladies, that’s enough for tonight. I’m not as energetic as I used to be, and it’s…Prose Poem3 min readProse Poem3 min read
Published in Rooms Of Light·PinnedMember-onlya poem for psychedelic therapyBegin. In a dark forest, silhouettes of trees clawing the sky. The dark spaces expand, whirl, pull you towards them with a lurch and the stars disappear. The chaos of an unravelling, everything you have ever done is a failing, yes a failing to love with your whole heart. …Poem1 min readPoem1 min read
Published in TRIBE·PinnedMember-onlyWhy I still believe in God.A journey away from faith, and back again Ten years ago I was sitting in a rainy car park in Cornwall, the rough sea only visible between strokes of the windscreen wipers, the soft notes of a Sigur Ros song playing and I was crying. Sometimes crying feels beautiful, you…Christianity8 min readChristianity8 min read
Published in Rooms Of Light·3 days agoMember-onlyKestrelsongCatch me to windward. Tear stained From the burrow of long grass, roaring On a clifftop in the salt air.Poem1 min readPoem1 min readKestrelsong----
Published in Rooms Of Light·3 days agoMember-onlyThe Weight of LightI wake up between anchor and drift. The mind only knows that eternity Runs our categories aground, memory Flares in the moment you sense a…Poem1 min readPoem1 min readThe Weight of Light----
6 days agoMember-onlyWhy Christianity Is True.So let us consider where we might have a home and reflect upon how we might get there… The Seafarer, Old English poem from the Exeter Book This road has no end Ben Okri, The Famished Road Come, everyone who thirsts, come to the waters; and he who has no money, come, buy…Christianity53 min readChristianity53 min read
Jan 16Member-onlyMusic and the SacredWhy we need a ‘sacred context’ in order to engage with music meaningfully Everyone has their favourite songs and artists, for many reasons: personal taste, because of moments in life when songs meant something to you, music that just makes you feel good or that you find energetic and catchy…Music10 min readMusic10 min read
Jan 13Member-onlyArtificial Intelligence, Consciousness, and StarlingsArt, poetry, and what makes us human Recently an article was published in the Spectator whose title was ‘AI is the end of writing’. This was in part prompted by the recent AI experiment ChatGPT, a chat-box capable of an extraordinary range of linguistic ‘creativity’ including everything from writing new…Artificial Intelligence5 min readArtificial Intelligence5 min read
