Free Thinking Prisoners As I walked along the street of Manchester I eventually passed the office of SCIENTOLOGY on Deansgate just close to the city center. The closer I got the louder the noise became. The noise was coming from a group of around 20 individuals that had placards, notices, flyers and boards saying all…

Stalin ended his life with a reputation of being a brutal despot that killed, destroyed and over lorded his people. A man that wanted to start again from ground zero and that meant certain death for a lot of people. That’s me above at his – Stalin’s – museum just last week in Gori, Georgia.…

Babushka Anna This is a story about love and how that love made a crippling disability vanish. It involves 85 years old babushka Anna who lives next door to our home in Tbilisi, Georgia. Anna is less than five foot in height. She hasn’t left her home now for maybe five years, and her home…

Tears of a Mother What does it take? What would it take? What did it take? My son, my boy, my child My tears are rivers of loss My heart broken shattered lost and bound in a darkness so deep recovery will evade me till my last breath I can hardly breath my lungs are…

Once there was a man that wanted a car. Not just any car this was a different kind of car. A car desired sought after and admired in the entire world of admired and sought after cars. When he first saw this car he was just a young man. A young man of just 23 years of age, like I said, not old…

Once there was a gentle, happy-go-lucky man from a village somewhere in the heart of England. The village was typically English – small, green, personal and even had a pub called the Farmers Arms and a pond called the Millers Pond and a post office and a baker right in the center of the village.…

This is the story of a ridiculous man in a ridiculous life that wanted something preposterously ridiculous – freedom. Yes I did say freedom for I am the ridiculous man that keeps being told he is ridiculous to want to ask to think about freedom…

Resolution or REVOLUTION In the movie MONGOL the mongol called Temudjin gets into every kind of possible scrape. He is attacked, almost killed, locked up, held outside in freezing temperatures and more. As the movie goes on Temudjin eventually becomes the leader of all Mongols. Before he does he asks the old wise man or…

A letter from a son to a mother. The son is the broken man. Dear mother I hope you are well yet I am broken man. Here I am today, right now, cold, and sore and sleep deprived walking along a wet empty street. It’s filled with people out shopping, smiling, laughing and doing all…

Is This The Age of the Drunken Bitch? Sam and all her friends pile into the Sam’s apartment just to the west of the city where she studies. Before the night out in the city, there’s always a drink before the drinks begin. First comes the wine second comes the fake champagne and third finally…

If you have 100 people does that mean you have to create 100 meals? Of course the answer is simple – of course you have to create 100 meals. If only 50 meals are created that means 50 people go hungry. Yet if 200 meals are created that means you are going to get a…

Londonageddon Despite a brilliant London Olympics you’d think after reading a news report this morning that the end of London was about to take place. The streets in the city are silent. West end tickets sales down 40%. Hotel rooms empty. Market traders have no one to sell to. The underground is empty. Restaurants are…

Mobile addiction, screen addiction, message me addiction – this is the age of iHypnosis. Even babies that can walk and talk want in on it. It’s changing everything, it’s changing your kids, your family and even your life. You can be and will be shut down in a moment. In conversation, at dinner, in meetings.…

Town Centre Solutions in a Brave New World Around 1pm each day I start to slow down after an intensive morning of thinking and writing and doing my own thing. So I open my office door and call Tamuna my partner to come down so we can go for a coffee. She comes down ready,…

The Dream Stealer by Alan Forrest Smith. One long dark night I had a dream. A dream so clear that I knew if I wrote down the dream my life could be so different. The dream was a story of success. I saw my own struggles but I saw myself winning. The struggles and hardships…