As the unravelling of Entwined had almost come to its bittersweet ending I brought Pablo Wairua into the fold. This young mestizo (I don’t consider that terminology as derogative) man was the embodiment of the traditional Pacific cultures coursing through my veins. My father’s father’s mother was Taranaki Maori and my father’s mother was Samoan, …
In 2008, before I quit my job, and decided to listen to that voice that was in my head (the one that I had encountered on a heroic dose of psilocybin mushrooms) and go back to Lyall Bay to ‘write’, my jam was travelling. I just wanted to see the planet, mingle with cultures that …
While the world continues to be under the spell of the COVID distraction and the STOLEN USA election, The World Economic Forum met to play Earth Catan and remind themselves just how special they are. They would have you believe that they are the new feudal overlords, a 21st century landed gentry, and that ‘we …
In the mid 1990’s while living in the Tasman region of Te Wai Ponamu, The South Island of Aotearoa/New Zealand I had some of the most formative and mind-expanding experiences that would allow me to have a greater understanding of the nature of reality. So much of existence remains unseen, not decoded by the human …
Decades after the Apollo moon missions suddenly stopped (or went black, out of public view) countries around the world and billionaires are wanting to get back to the Moon and Mars. According to official sources, 12 men set foot on the lunar surface from 1969-1972. But with the information presented by various researchers and confessions …
I just received the pencil sketch of the cover of A Flickering Light Called Fate, by Iho Grace from Amber Coubrough my cover illustrator today. She’s due with her third child, so the effort to get this sketch out is simply heroic. I’m so grateful that she has given me a glimpse of what the cover will look like. There is a …
I have just finished a small book of poetry writing with Iho Grace, whose poetic tones matched my own. The book is a reflection on my relationship of two years which ended in January of this year. My muse, my former paramour, Inge Laan. The book is called A Flickering light Called Fate, and it’s written in three parts. Rhapsody, Reconcile, and Rekindle. It’s the first …
I’m not an imaginist whose craft demands that they are working every day, and sometimes night. I have a full-time job that has nothing to do with the creative universe of Oho Ake Books. When the inspiration comes to me, I am drawn to my keyboards, books, and use the internet to flesh out what it is …
There was never any question about what I was going to write about. It was just a question about how the information presented in my books would illuminate the reader into a deeper understanding of all possibilities. The feeling that I was in the world, but didn’t belong to it, was an invitation to experience …
I had not read any Gabriel Garcia Marquez before I heard Harmon Sueno whispering to me, asking me to dictate his visions, clear and true. I had never heard of Magical Realism, however, I was to discover that Harmon Sueno was cut from the same cloth as the Latin American writers whose surrealism extends beyond scientific …