Generation, Lost?

It is like they become institutionalised. No established careers, no solid ambitions for the future, surrounded by the wrong sort of people that by living within that environment for so long they believe life is static and that they are happy. They easily lie to themselves to justify their circumstances rather than make any effort…

The Tree of Life

Her stained toes clutch to the narrow cliff-edge. Prepared, crumbled stone trickle softly down the overhang. Tap tap tap, a musical echo drops like blood from the crucified lesions punctured over her crown. “Go!” the cruel wind blows, his arm the hem of her dress pointing east, a guide to follow the stones. A cool sting…