Here is the stark reality of alienation as seen from the eastern side of the wall.
Brother set against brother is unfortunately as old as time itself...
I still have the robot on the job. Here you can see the Tasmanian Museum and Art Gallery . And here is a poem: Soliloquy for One Dead Bruce Dawe Ah, no, Joe, you never knew the whole of it, the whistling which is only the wind in the chimney's smoking belly, the footsteps on the muddy path that are always somebody else's. I think of your limbs down there, softly becoming mineral, the life of grasses, and the old love of you thrusts the tears up into my eyes, with the family aware and looking everywhere else. Sometimes when summer is over the land, when the heat quickens the deaf timbers, and birds are thick in the plumbs again, my heart sickens, Joe, calling for the water of your voice and the gone agony of your nearness. I try hard to forget, saying: If God wills, it must be so, because of His goodness, because- but the grasshopper memory leaps in the long thicket, knowing no ease. Ah, Joe, you never knew the whole of it... I like Bruce Dawe. He just my be my favourite Austral...
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Not many sleeps now and the big boy will be three. I at least am looking forward to that.
Take care of your family. I trust all is well in your world.
I agree brother against brother is as long as time itself... but i hope Henry and Ez usher in a new era!
But I agree with Priyanka that Henry and Ezra are bound to bring in some refreshing change on that front too.