I’m sat drinking a refreshing drink of Pepsi, I love the way the ice wrestles with the liquid, striving to stay alive, yet with every second its life is squeezed from it. . .
. . .’mesmerising!’. . .
I don’t actually ‘love’ Pepsi!, it’s just the word I use to say “hey I like that!”. . .
I’m sat munching my way through a quick snack! Mash potatoes with tuna!. . followed by a chunk of shortbread. . .delicious!. . .
A mate of mines just asked me a question ‘How do we tell someone about GOD, who isn’t asking!. . .
Go stand by the window!. . .open it!. . .look onto the streets!. . .
Do you see?. . .
Somewhere there is someone being murdered, somewhere there is someone giving their flesh against their will. . .
Somewhere there is someone losing the fight against addictions
Somewhere there is someone selling an addiction to someone that is desperate for escape. . .
Somewhere near you there is some one weeping for release from the agony of a shattered heart. . . Continue reading
I’m sat in a little cafe it’s a greasy spoon!, it’s decor is historic but it’s service is perfectly quaint. . .
Earlier I sat with a mate of mine we were eating a breakfast that most wouldn’t manage but we duty fully polished off every morsal. . .