New Year In The Balance

31/12/2017 WITH COSMIC BINOCULARS Fear of the future is like a rustle in the long grass ahead of us . . . Each new year, you are asked to approach it with an expectation of joy and wonderment. What you are not told, is how to release and let go of the wagon filled with guns, ammunition, bombs, machetes and bullets. Lets add to that some tranquilisers, sleeping pills, a handful of laxatives and three boxes of pain killers for just in case . . . that you are pulling behind you. When you reach that precipice of one year and look across to the precipice of the new year, with the swing bridge between, which extends over the canyon of good fortune , you stop to calculate the distance, the effort, your willingness and whether the bridge can bear the load. You cannot help but factor in the wagon that you have pulled for so long and over so many miles. It contains everything that you know, that you have been through, the memories and what you are familiar with and you are lo...