Lying on my back here on this sand carpet, alone in the hot sun, clenched hands behind my head, I press up, gaze upon my feet,  – I see it, my stone rune – it is still there, wedged into the sand at my feet, towering before me, in pristine condition as it always is …

Can anyone fill these holes, heal these wounds – repair what has been damaged? This toy soldier, walks no more, nor holds up his weapon to defend himself. who needs a broken toy? Only a quite broken child.   Stu

Things only make sense when they come to you for the first time. If you want something, make it happen – dont wait for it to possibly happen. Keep doing it, persist and be brave – sometimes just persisting gets you there – where you WANT to be.

I’m always reliably late – never quite on the mark, somewhat removed in some way. I’m here, and here is where I want to be. Diligently obscure perhaps and delicately lost in this world… but I’m here and I’m staying now Stu

Sometimes I wonder if I should just wait and see how things pan out. If you do this long enough you come realize that maybe sitting back and waiting for things to perfectly fall in place only happens if you are lucky and the other times – well, things just dont happen. Well, they do …