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December 15th. Sunday. It's tipping it down. I don't have the energy to do anything today. Everything aches. I'm in a bad mood. I don't know why. I...

We walk through the park, holding hands, out of habit. Together. Apart. The November air has that kind of stillness you only get in autumn. Not just...

The human race has long since adopted a sense of duality in its understanding of life. Most of us are aware of the claims that there is a realm of...

The Last Séance Doesn’t End Well

Karma Town By Paul McCann In an undercover bus zone behind the boom gate there were some cars parked around . Some of them looked as if they had been...

Disappointment, darkness of depression: … little lift by … Anger, hatred, bitter, dark ignited by a thoughtless spark – but …

Written after I saw a French and Saunders skit on the iconic scene where the Knight plays chess with Death on the beach, from Ingmar Bergman's The Seventh Seal . This has been previously posted on ABC, so it might look familiar. There are a few stories I'm putting back up.

Today I went with someone to the hospital, it was the accident and emergency. If I thought it was going to end up been 3 hours, I would have done...

Death sat gaunt and unloved at the piano in Alice's drawing room after many years of silent tears and honey. His coattails fell almost to the floor...