The events of December 21st 2012 are sure to signal an end to the phenomenon known as ‘prophecy’. ‘Cos nothing happened. Zip. Kaput. Zero. Nul points. Followers of ‘prophecy’ gathered in their hordes around ancient temples, in city centres, on beaches and in public...
Once upon a time, in a dry and dusty land there lived a traveller, who had a donkey. Now the traveller went here and there, from town to village, village to town, buying and selling things. Wood, pots and pans, books, papers: all went on the donkey’s back and off they...
I am at a funeral. I do not know who is being buried. I see the coffin lowered into the ground. The pallbearers wear long dark coats with tails, their tall hats decorated with white bands. I stand some distance away. The mourners, dressed in formal wear, do not notice...
