Something has whispered inside me all my life.

Not voices in my head, a quiet, discerning inner hunch I learned to trust.

Ignoring it always carried consequences. Reality itself seemed to shift along the path not taken.

That whisper led me through a cosmic carambolage, an Innervision of many lives experienced folded into one.

Continents, countries, cities, and rooms behind doors that were never meant to open for someone like me.

I bumped into the right people. I went places. I saw things. They told me things.

Some I have forgotten. Others are not mine to remember. A few you only truly own if they remain unspoken.

Life is a thousand shades of grey, framed by enough light and colour, and enough darkness, so you learn to feel the difference between one state and another.

Life is Good.

My generation heard the technotronic call from childhood. We were promised utopia. We arrived at dystopia instead.

That same whisper finally taught me this: the most advanced technology of all resides in the Natural Order of the Universe.

So I weave, a word-weaver and word-smith, crafting words that educate, inform, and entertain. Bright words of hope, sense, reason, and fire. Sometimes fun words that make you smile.

M. A. Rozas Pashley

Journalist, Analyst, Translator, Courier, Traveller, Writer,
Raconteur, Chief bottle washer & plongeur.

This is the unmediated work.
No gatekeepers. No filters. No approved narratives.

Namaste.

Let the conversation begin.

Hang on to your family jewels…