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  • A vision of nothing

    By Ross Fleming
    I am oddly contentjust riding round insmall circles vocalisingvague unwords at myselfmy fairy wheels semireliably affixed by mysometimes present fatherand the bullies all offelsewhere
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  • The work series Aesthetics of Security derives from a longer stay in Johannesburg, South Africa. The city has still one of the highest crime
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  • Chicken

    By Karen Jennings
    That was where we saw the chicken being eaten by another. It had been hit by a car, that first one. The second, coming
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  • Cosmo's Return

    By Frank Meintjies
    Cosmo was released from prison after three years. Talent, called such because he was a former soccer player of great renown, met him for
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  • I have discovered I prefer to walk with it tucked safely beneath my descending aorta – to me, it is the last bit of comfort
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  • Escaping the Grid

    By Martin Gantman
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  • Happiness

    By fabio sassi
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  • How Are You Brother? Amen.

    By Mapule Mohulatsi
    How Are You Brother? Amen. It was 4p.m when the yellow van arrived, and I was glad. The Sunday breeze was slightly tinged with
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  • If one were to look

    By Sheikha A.
    If one were to look backon how the present resulted,there would be a track of wheelson the throat of kindness. Forthe lump that shrivelled
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  • The future of Africa does not belong to obsessions with power and sloganeering like “Down with the West, down with the detractors, down with
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  •  “dubula lenja!”splattering all over the lens, SABC news crew left bewildered, his words were so violent that they hurt delivered with such a ferocity
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  • Pepi's Awakening

    By Ahmed Patel
    When Pepi awoke from what she thought was a short nap, she was surprised to see what appeared to be a thick layer of
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  • Peripheral

    By Jo-Ann Bekker
    She pays attention but she doesn’t see. She has an astigmatism her contact lenses don’t correct. She can’t use her camera properly, can’t see
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  • Sawubona

    By Sihle Ntuli
    literally translated to mean ‘i see you’   following with the eye  the stream filling mind with water  with this in mind as a
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  • Soentjie's Song

    By Denise Y. Fielding
    1 The drought was grievous.   It clung to men’s hearts and hung from their faces.   Silence lay heavy.   No chirp of crickets.   No bird
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  • 1 Charity remains the most violent And lasting Form of colonialism.   2 No gift comes without A future request.   3 When people
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  • One – She wore her nakedness too well, it scared me. Two – Her breasts were a monument; a single one covered my universe whole - it
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  • The Art of Aldous

    By Lumumba Mthembu
    Fool? Nutter? Brucker? Thus I have been christened. It will have to do; it might as well have been any other way. However, a
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  • Winner of the Deon Hofmeyr creative writing prize1. If there’s one thing I hate most it’s being interrupted mid-beer. I’m sitting outside at MaBliksem’s
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  • An elaborate classical Roman arch frames Raphael's School of Athens (1509-1510), behind which three more arches advance towards a vanishing point; focusing the viewer's
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  • Watching the Sky

    By Karen Fitzgerald
    Vision is a wide-reaching concept. With this piece, I'm merging the physical/literal idea of vision, (as in seeing) with the idea of en-visioning. Watching
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Wednesday, 29 March 2017 18:05

The Art of Aldous

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Fool? Nutter? Brucker? Thus I have been christened. It will have to do; it might as well have been any other way. However, a small request: would you mind if we just shortened it to FNB? I find it so much more becoming but I guess you will let me know if that chafes you in any way, you have been so vocal about everything else that has.

     Captain I am in your service, in no way did I mean to offend. If I came across as authoritarian, it was only because you needed galvanising, but allow me to make it up to you in my own little way, because as you know, I am somewhat of a go-between, or shall we say, a medium.

     Perhaps it would help if you thought of me as your butler: one who knows your house even better than you the master. I am in no way presuming on our relationship, the analogy merely puts me in a position to state that I have noted that you have made certain changes, ones of which I approve and ones with which I can assist.

     I have noticed that you have stopped wearing your spectacles: a brave and gallant decision. For they are nothing more than crutches for the eyes, only leading to further dependency. I can help you rehabilitate these precious organs by reminding you of the good habits that you have forgotten. 

     Medicus curat, natura sanat. You have the power to heal yourself. The first step on the path to recovery is to not care about it at all. This is to say, place no pressure on yourself, be indifferent to the outcome. This will put you in a state of dynamic relaxation: the natural state for good vision.

     Once you have accomplished that, do not try hard to see for vision is something that comes to you. Do not strain your eyes by staring or by trying to see things in their entirety. Follow the outlines of shapes and objects, taking in the details in between with an air of gratitude.

     Break objects down into their constituent parts, taking note to blink often and to keep the eyes moving. For this will combat the ingrained habit of staring and will force the eyes to behave as if they were perfectly healthy. “Fake it till you make it” as the pick-up artists say and you will soon find that you have.

     You did not see badly when you were child so you know you have it in you to see well again. Years of bad habits have worn down the relationship between the sensing eye and the perceiving mind. We will work on that though, so rest assured and take my word as a token of my devotion.

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Lumumba Mthembu

I am a PhD candidate at Rhodes University.