Darn it, never thought it would come to this, meaning having to say this, in cold print, in this esteemed newspaper. Not again. Not yet again. But such are things. They repeat themselves. Cannot tell ...

Oftentimes, things do not make themselves understood, easily or even with the employment of a degree of difficulty. No matter what or how much you try, understanding will not offer itself. Like why th...

You can see where I am. Or can you not? You probably cannot. And that is part of the way things are meant to be, part of what they call the idea. I am now too far away, so far you’d want to get ...

What are we to say? And who are we, after all? You are, so you say. You say what we are to say, and that is what we shall say. For now, in these circumstances, there is very little we can say that you...

For one may not truly know where things begin and where they come to their end. Do we? The beginning we are told about, yes; and there are certificates and so on to verify. At the end we leave behind ...

No, it’s not that, it’s not what you think or comes straightaway to your mind. Neither the one thing nor the other. I realise both look, in their own ways, like something and something els...

We do hope you understand. And if you do not, well, so be it. There are no two ways about it, there is but one: we are we, inclusive of you. And should you wish not to be included do remember that the...

No point losing hair on this, is there? Although, come to think of it (and thinking is still allowed, so treat yourself and think) there is a resonance to the losing hair bit somewhere here. Someone ...

But some things may not be shown. And some things may not be seen. Some things may actually not be there at all, although they are claimed to be there. I am not talking of God. The thing about God is,...

What’s this chaos and clamour about? I know we are often having to ask such questions, so often it has begun to tease ennui, but what’s to be done? There is never any indication any of thi...