Justin Fenwick

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Ideas any way you like it

By Justin Fenwick ⋅ August 9, 2011 ⋅

Forming thoughts like coagulating egg whites, things ooze cloudy before they solidify. It’s at this instant that the hot flash in the pan is angry. Eggs dry and the pan grows hotter, no longer easily transferring the heat. Left untouched, memories burn. Keep close watch on the timing of your actions, the heat building up [...]

To live by

By Justin Fenwick ⋅ July 9, 2008 ⋅

My Symphony To live content with small means; to seek elegance rather than luxury, and refinement rather than fashion; to be worthy, not respectable, and wealthy, not rich; to study hard, think quietly, talk gently, act frankly; to listen to stars and birds, to babes and sages, with open heart; to bear all cheerfully, do [...]

Another stranger

By Justin Fenwick ⋅ January 30, 2008 ⋅

Another stranger Strong teeth nibbling at the soul, a midnight snack of attempted progress. My feet treaded new footsteps, from the moment I woke up. Sore eyes for similar, familiar lies. I’m fooling myself again. Putting out isn’t the same, the first time, second time, third time around. Give me stone eyes. Eyes that find [...]

The protest inherent in our language

By Justin Fenwick ⋅ January 7, 2008 ⋅

Recently I was hooked on this mini-series on the history of the English language. It turns out the language played a back seat for a while but thanks to its versatility it held on throughout the years. Often as a symbol of rebellion and the common folks’ vernacular, the shapes the language took throughout invasion [...]

A river of example – damned

By Justin Fenwick ⋅ December 10, 2007 ⋅

*VIDEO – 4 Million Chinese Evacuated Focusing on the dam, it hopefully will direct your attention to some of the ills in the system when it comes to environmental issues and management in China. Historically the Three Gorges have been of inspiration to many famous forms of expression. I’d like to begin with this poem. [...]