"Wading neck deep in a swamp, your revolver is neither use nor ornament until you have had time to clean it" Mary H. Kingsley (1897)

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Breaking Out Of Darkness

New life emerges from tightly closed shutters into the light..
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Picture of the shuttered windows of St Anthony’s chapel, Fort Cochin


New Growth From Ancient Roots

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Late have I loved you, beauty ever ancient yet ever new!
Late have I loved you!
You were within me but I was outside.
There I sought you, as I rushed about among the beautiful things you had made.
You were with me, but I was not with you.
The beautiful things of this world kept me far from you.
You called. You cried.
You burst through my deafness. You scattered my blindness.
I breathed your fragrance, and now I pine for you.
I tasted you, and I hunger and thirst for you.
You touched me, and I burn with desire for you .

Confessions, St Augustine of Hippo
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Picture taken outside the Seminary chapel, Fort Cochin.