Philosophy

Thoughts from Psalm 123

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] When travelling to Jerusalem, they lift their eyes to see their place of worship afar off, but higher still...

Robbery

Robbery PK Routray Of Course the mirrors we see at times with gloom at times with glee to glance at our reflection to know “How am I.” Ah seventy...
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The Identity of the Potato and the Swan

“I am a potato,” said the potato. “No, I am a potato,” said the swan. “Don’t be so ridiculous,” said the potato. “Why is it ridiculous,” said the...

Mueller Division

Last week, I posted this on Facebook. "When I was an English teacher, I made sure that EVERYBODY whether they read it or not at least got the plot...

thunder of the storm

Hey mom. I know things have been rough lately. And some days I see it’s got you too. Your voice would crack, your smile would wither, and you fuss...

Look at the stars

One day you'll wake up and see that the night sky was full of stars all along; and that it was just a bad time and the wrong place to look up.

The World was Rocked

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] [re Thomas] ‘I can’t believe, I won’t believe until I see and feel that he is now alive again, his...
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We refract - a poem

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We are all made of glass; we refract, we glisten, we glitter. Opaque, we let the light in, we turn the light into the colour of stained glass...

Breathe

Breathe By Paul McCann Whenever I was born , I came into the world the very first thing I learned to do was breathe . I am who I am and I can survive...

Picking Up The Pieces

Picking Up The Pieces By Paul McCann I saw a little puzzle piece , lying on the floor it was part of a jigsaw I had finished years before . The...