Rewriting old articles and publishing.
I have decided to compile a book with all my articles and poems.
For this purpose I will be improving all the articles by rewriting parts of it, especially the older ones where my writing skills were still under developed - not that it is much better today - but perspectives and styles change with time.
I will then publish the rewritten ones here and delete the old ones.
The oldest articles were published from 2002 onwards.
PK
In this blog I will be trying to get to the truth about what is really important in life, and to write satirically about what is not - all in my quest for The Stuff Reality is Made of. I also write articles on Religion, History, Travel, Flying, Philosophy, Physics, Meta Physics, Natural History. Mathematics and Psychology.
14 Mar 2019
11 Mar 2019
Capture of the Church - Part 1
CAPTURE OF THE CHURCH
Part 1 - by P.K. Odendaal - March 2019.
Capturing is
one of the oldest of human pastimes, and the Church, being the oldest
institution, suffers most from this. We humans seem to relish capturing or
usurping anything and everything from animals to humans to power to countries with
coercion, exertion, pain, violence, death and deception.
Things which do not Rhyme - a poem
Things which do not Rhyme
A poem - by P.K. Odendaal - March 2019
Life is so sure to make us endure
Conflicts which last from a bygone past
For which I assure there is no quick cure
It will linger on from dusk to dawn
And always sows doubt of what its about.
Conflicts which last from a bygone past
For which I assure there is no quick cure
It will linger on from dusk to dawn
And always sows doubt of what its about.
6 Mar 2019
At the end of our date - a poem
At the end of our date - A poem by P.K. Odendaal - March 2019
At the end of our date we pondered our fate
Whether indeed it was to be sweet
Or whether some fairy made us say something scary
Or the moon did not shine for most of the time.
At the end of our date we pondered our fate
Whether indeed it was to be sweet
Or whether some fairy made us say something scary
Or the moon did not shine for most of the time.
Human abuse - A poem
Human abuse - A poem by P.K. Odendaal - March 2019.
There once lived a giant who was really unkind
And he abused all who didn't walk tall
Shouting and reeling without any feeling
For what is decent and right even at night
And he abused all who didn't walk tall
Shouting and reeling without any feeling
For what is decent and right even at night
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