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Simric Yarrow
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Male Cowardice, Female Vulnerability
This is a story of a young man’s cowardice. I was that young man, in my early twenties.
I was travelling with my girlfriend between two countries that spoke languages
which neither of us knew. The train was moving through the night towards the
border. We tr...

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Fires, felines and vleis
Tyka has just arrived upon my bed, the
kitten-cat who lives here sometimes; playful, wanting feline sensual attention
and getting it even in the midst of my morning musings on the page. He gets me
present again, while the geese honk overhead en route to the...

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The Feminine Computer
Medieval times in Europe
were pretty much all about binary code, at least from the point of view of
literate monks. Good and evil: saints and sinners, heaven and hell, men (good)
and women (bad), mind (good), body (bad), celibacy (good), sex and dancing and...

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Weskus Journeys
The sight of a pristine sand dune, inland
from the Atlantic coast and surrounded by hardy bush, is one surprising sight
on the R27 home. Feeling a little bloated from fish coated in a disturbingly yellow
batter, and chips which I hope were made from those p...

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Encounters with wildlife
The other day we saw four leopards. Three
adults and a cub at the top of a koppie in Addo
Elephant National
Park in the Eastern
Cape. Beautiful big cats, preparing to hunt, while a
little up the hill a traffic jam of excited wildlife spotters watched fro...

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Beyond Dawkins' Mind
... a ribald riposte to
the militant atheists and the monotonous monotheists A few years ago, as part of the Darwin centennial celebrations, there was a tedious debate in Oxford
between celebrity atheist and geneticist Richard Dawkins and the Archbishop of
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There is a painful truth in me, the one that says I too am not perfect. The curious thing is that I love it in my friends – this humanity, this smaller piece. Yet I fear to show it, at times, to the world. I fear rejection, judgement, and this fear is a very human one born from harsher ancestral notes, when rejection from the tribe genuinely meant isolation from human society.

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Ten thousand years
There is a painful truth in me, the one
that says I too am not perfect. The curious thing is that I love it in my
friends – this humanity, this smaller piece. Yet I fear to show it, at times,
to the world. I fear rejection, judgement, and this fear is a ver...

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A story originally written and shared at the fireplace at the Michael Oak Dads and Kids camp this March.

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Ravi and the Perfume Tree
Here's a little nonsense as shared around the fire at Petervale earlier this year... There was once a boy called Ravi who lived
in one of the jungles of India.
He and his family were perfume-tappers. At new moon they would find the perfume
trees, then they ...
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