That disturbed me

Tonight I noticed
The disturbing fact
For the first time that that
I see the pornographers
Who frequent the internet
And particularly those
With the absurdly supposed
Concept that children are sexy
Have a preference in their spam
For a certain sort of a tag
And parenting is among that they prefer
A fact which is inimical
With that of my own psychological
Research in the arena of
What makes [...]

An Australian Perspective of our Country’s Great Silence

This post in my blog is by way of referring readers to the other posts I have made in this web log.  Gradually the most effective use of word press is being discovered by me in a trial and error sort of method, because my own mind really dislikes reading in the computer.  The original [...]

This is no guess but that I came here to publish at first.

This set of bits and pieces of my writing is saved onto a hardware device with the strange name: “believe because it does not really matter supposedly”, and not because I intended to save with that name, but because it just happened by accident of bizarre complexity. But that is what my life is like, and so [...]

This is I guess a sort of introduction to myself . . .

Actually Copas is my mother’s mother’s mother’s maiden name, after her paternal Grandfather, a Henry Cops, whom was convicted in London with: either stealing a clock so the story is told; or forgery, as his pardon in the New South Wales State Archives reads; Whereupon he was employed as a bricklayer, and built a building [...]