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Warwick McfadyenBrisbane Times |
Tracy Chapman is the unhurried river. The currents run deep and at their own pace. As an artist, this is the definition of faith. Chapman has released...
Tracy Chapman is the unhurried river. The currents run deep and at their own pace. As an artist, this is the definition of faith. Chapman has released...
Tracy Chapman is the unhurried river. The currents run deep and at their own pace. As an artist, this is the definition of faith. Chapman has released...
Tracy Chapman is the unhurried river. The currents run deep and at their own pace. As an artist, this is the definition of faith. Chapman has released...
The morning had begun as all other work days. Log on, check messages, begin reading and tapping the keys. This was the rhythm of routine, a comfort in...
It was March in Ireland. I was living in a little corner of the south-west of the country. In county Kerry, in one of the fingers of land stretching...
The year is 2124 and the clocks have struck 13. No, that’s unlikely, so 1984. It’s 2124 and the time thrums from the skin on your wrist. Call it...
So the year turns to 2024. And while screeds are written on the past year or what the year to come will bring, I’ve taken the contrarian view,...
Some see a star from 2000 years ago. Some see others far deeper in space and time. But there is a closer star shining. You don’t need to look into...
Lately, I’ve been thinking of the German philosopher Arthur Schopenhauer. It’s not a daily event, be assured. Schopenhauer was thought by many to...