Dec 20, 2025 | Lies, Truth & Lies |
Through the glass walls of the buildings, a windy, feverishly pink, disturbing sunset. I’ve turned my chair so the pink won’t get in my eyes and leafed through these notes. I see: again, I’ve forgotten that I’m not writing all this for myself but for you, unknown...
Dec 13, 2025 | Essays, Truth, Truth & Lies |
Stop Saying That the Earth Is Doomed You may be doomed, I may be doomed, the earth not so much. And anyway, do you have any idea how offensive that is to the gods? To any amount of offended magics? Especially to your children? To the perpetual and ongoing miraculous?...
Dec 6, 2025 | Lies, Truth & Lies |
He and Ödon wait in the cold wood. It’s a winter afternoon and under the trees it’s already quite dark as they stand next to the car smoking cigarettes. “Who’re we waiting for?” István asks. “Just some guys,” Ödön says. “Are we in Croatia?” István asks, a minute...
Nov 22, 2025 | Essays, Travel, Truth, Truth & Lies |
Ynys Enlli was among the many remote places of the west and north-west coasts of Britain and Ireland to be settled between around 500 and 1000 AD. During those centuries, an extraordinary migration occurred. Monks, anchorites, solitaries, and other devout itinerants...
Nov 15, 2025 | Lies, Truth & Lies |
‘Grandma?’ ‘Umm?’ ‘When I go deaf, will I forget your voice?’ ‘How is that possible? The ear never forgets what the heart has heard.’ ‘I don’t know what that means.’ ‘It means my voice will always be by your side – even after I’m gone. Because I’m impressed here … and...
Nov 1, 2025 | Lies, Truth & Lies |
The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like...