The Bridge to Tragedy

The Smiths had stayed in their camp beneath Cradle Mountain in Northwest Tasmania for almost six months, during which time they built their Huon pine ladder to the bridge which is to take them across the world. At last the clouds over Cradle Mountain cleared and it was the moment the Smiths began their journey. […]

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Mr Smith and the Official

“You are an apostate, my good older man. Do you know what apostate means Mr Smith? It means you’ve renounced our beliefs; you’ve turned your back on us Mr Smith. I cannot believe that after a rich life of career, fatherhood, wealth and good health, you are unwilling to help us in our quest to […]

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Thelema and the Hippies

I am very sick and it is upon a hospital bed where I lay. The refrains of country music surround me. I hate the stuff but it seems appropriate. The music heralds my last rendezvous. Death is woe. Loss is woe. I was born to die and I have journeyed in between. And woe to […]

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