Peter B Godfrey

I gaze into the porthole. Sixteen hours, sixteen years, sixteen thousand kilometres away there’s an emerging day - a beautiful dawn. There’s a resonating rasp raised on cold winds. A half bitten lip brings comfort from contemplation. The euphoria is tangible, tactile. Good feelings emanate and translate. It’

Wholly satisfying, forever untainted, ageless and reliable, desires are so desirable. They come in a great many varieties, artistic, sporting, intellectual, epicurean. Desires attach to ambition, to ideas, to music, to art, to literature, to others. Most desires are created by the mind and there they can stay - no

Longboard surfers let the wave rub up against them and respond to its cues rather than imposing themselves upon it. Maybe I’m becoming an existential longboarder, allowing life to rub up against me and responding to its cues, not imposing myself upon it. If I could wish away the

I am not concerned with gifts given in spite or fear, nor those gifts we accept out of servility or obligation. My concern is the gift we long for, the gift that, when it comes, speaks commandingly to the soul and irresistibly moves us. There are other forms of property

The evidence and data are in. Here on Earth, before our eyes, in our homes - with disastrous consequences. An entire cohort, has been the collective subject for a global social experiment. They’ve hacked, our psychology and delved into our brain vulnerability. A new way of growing up, more

SECONDS HEARTBEATS DAYS SUNRISES / SUNSETS MONTHS MOON PHASES QUARTERS SEASONS YEARS THE RETURN OF SPRING Dream intentionally - while you're awake.