Jekyll2026-05-01T08:44:23+00:00https://the-ensemblist.uk/feed.xmlThe EnsemblistEnsemblist. Build with Jekyll. Hosted on GitHub Pages.The Ensemblist15 Minute Call2026-05-01T00:00:00+00:002026-05-01T00:00:00+00:00https://the-ensemblist.uk/15-minute-callIn and out of sleep all day, with nothing to eat.

Blocked nose, sore throat, and swollen glands, difficulty swallowing, numb hands and feet.

Burning and sweating then freezing and fretting.

Spaced out, unable to concentrate - fog and migraines.

In nerve, muscle, and bone. Sharp stabbing pains.

What did I do to deserve this suffering?

A phone call with the insurer on how things are going.

]]>The EnsemblistDroning2026-04-16T11:00:00+00:002026-04-16T11:00:00+00:00https://the-ensemblist.uk/droningYou don’t need tanks nor drones.
Lay down your guns and your swords.

On your Macs and your phones.
Swipe, swipe, swipe and clacky keyboards.

Launch fake accounts and deploy clones.
No rules, just vertical vids and discords.

Everything about you is known.
Scan away your soul for big tech overlords.

]]>The EnsemblistBurned2026-04-12T08:00:00+00:002026-04-12T08:00:00+00:00https://the-ensemblist.uk/burnedFlew to close to the sun.
Fear it has only just begun.
Lost and alone.

Pain tattoed through my soul.
Night follows day foreach a toll.
Itching to escape.

]]>The EnsemblistAll at Sea2026-02-27T15:00:00+00:002026-02-27T15:00:00+00:00https://the-ensemblist.uk/all-at-seaMy left ankle rests upon the right. My heel and lower calf are pressed firmly against the footstool upon which I lie.

Legs outstretched with a tightness in my left hamstring, as the full length of my body groans under the pressure.

Bottom resting in my chair, my elbows pointing outwards and touching the arm rests as my hands lie tingling and numb in my lap, like electric fireworks exploding inside my skin. My right elbow aches like a ship pulling tight against the anchor.

A stabbing pain comes and goes in my right quad, just a few inches above the kneecap like a lighthouse warning oncoming vessels of the dangers ahead. My blood jumping and popping through these waters.

My back rests comfortably and my head is supported by a shaped pillow, hugging my neck and keeping me upright. My eyes closed as my mind a fog, dense and unnerving.

My heart throbs sending shudders down my body, my head beats agonisingly in my left frontal lobe. Pulsing, punching my skull as dust and debris of my mind crumble away.

Anchored, at rest, noticing, meditating, aching and creaking.

]]>The EnsemblistSounds Like2026-02-12T00:00:00+00:002026-02-12T00:00:00+00:00https://the-ensemblist.uk/sounds-likeLike a high-pitched whistle that sends dogs wild,
like garden sensors scattering cats or birds.

A pressure builds, a vibration in my head. It overwhelms.

Migraines. Physical pain. A sense of doom.

Familiar songs or voices sometimes appease, but often even that becomes too much.

Only silence will do.

]]>The EnsemblistPrisoner2026-01-25T00:00:00+00:002026-01-25T00:00:00+00:00https://the-ensemblist.uk/prisonerTo be alive and to be loved
Happy and homed.

Only to be lost in body and mind
Isolated and alone.

Akin to a prison in this, my only space
Sleepless, yet I’m forced to pace.

What will become of ME?

]]>The EnsemblistWaiting Game2025-11-27T00:00:00+00:002025-11-27T00:00:00+00:00https://the-ensemblist.uk/waiting-gameDay 17, they said it would be 5.
The waiting game I am forced to survive.

Every time I wake, dread fills my soul.
Each anxious hour takes its toll.

I check my emails to see
if the insurance will cover me

My battery drains away
Will they pay​​​​?

]]>The EnsemblistEverlasting Night2025-10-18T00:00:00+00:002025-10-18T00:00:00+00:00https://the-ensemblist.uk/everlasting-nightUsed to run marathons,
And drink Irn Bru.
Walk for miles and miles,
Rise early, enjoy the view.

Break of dawn,
Glide through the day.
Do anything, do it all,
And then it all fades away.

And the questions go unanswered
There is no surefire set solution
And the cure seems so far away.

As the sun shines brightly,
Dappling through the trees.
And the birds glide skyward,
On the breeze.

Missing it all, lying in bed
In this everlasting night.
Awake in this darkness,
Body putting on a fight.

And the questions go unanswered
There is no surefire set solution
And the cure seems so far away.

And the questions go unanswered
There is no surefire set solution
And the cure seems so far away.

]]>The EnsemblistForgotten2025-09-19T00:00:00+00:002025-09-19T00:00:00+00:00https://the-ensemblist.uk/forgottenUnwelcome shroud of the forgotten living,

Oblivion’s dreary drain, where art thou healing?

Why deem suffering perceived as feigned or faux.

Cast down thy humbled pride, and self-reproaching woe.

Time hath not yet taught thy mind, so grasp with grace to seek and sway.

Lest our saddening story of sorrow and decay.

]]>The EnsemblistMoon2025-09-19T00:00:00+00:002025-09-19T00:00:00+00:00https://the-ensemblist.uk/moonVision faded, and his soul relentlessly pained.

Woken from sleep! and lo, the moon is shallow and waned.

Once more beneath the covers and his fluttering heart,

Where the darkness rose proudly, the sounds of a gale;

And the wind murmur’d round him, and he lay once more, paled.

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