Tom Dickinson

An extension of my mind, a place where I run wild in this world I've created for myself. I'm safe here. We're safe here

Letters from Afar

To the Curious Ones, It’s 5:46pm and I’ve just landed in Denpasar, Bali and what a wild, chaotic place it is… Instantly, my plan to rent a scooter and explore on my own has been put on hold. It seems like people here drive as if road

WaPa Muylatina

In recent months, I've been on an extraordinary journey as the WaPa Muylatina Creative Producer at Performing Lines Tas, mentored by Sinsa Mansell. Here is just a tiny a glimpse of my adventures: NATHAN MAYNARD From day one, I've been immersed in stories that need to be told and voices

Who We Are // Where We Come From: Artwork Documentation

"Explore the essence of identity and lineage in this interactive workshop delivered by intergenerational duo, Jodi and Tom Dickinson. We invite you to journey through time, tracing the evolution of our family’s Tasmanian Aboriginal ancestry from past to present. A revelatory exploration for all, this workshop redefines the way

Gifu Ramblings

My time in japan was an odd one. My go-to response when people ask me about it is “the biggest highs followed by the biggest lows.” Which sums it up and allows me to skip my story. Which is interesting in itself. Because, how can I go above calling myself

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At times, it seems like we only know each other through a thread, but we love that thread.

"I write differently from what I speak, I speak differently from what I think, I think differently from the way I ought to think, and so it all proceeds into deepest darkness" - Franz Kafka If I never have the talent to write books or newspapers articles, I can always

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Got No Right

Hey Mister, Mister Man. I’m only as good as you let me be Your plan, it wasn’t much of a plan You don’t know what you’re doing, it’s easy to see You just started talking because you can Lies after lies you tell yourself and

Who are you?

Excuse me for what I’m about to say, but if I didn’t say it then it’d haunt me for the rest of my life But… Who are you? Well, I’m a different person to different people. I’m annoying to some. Something to one, and nothing

Essay Featured

This Is Not a Poem, It's An Obituary

He died young. He died quietly. He was a local celebrity in the narrowest sense, a man born for the purpose, who never looked behind. Or ahead. Whether it was the drugs or a lover, that made him pay the cost. In those pleasures that he sought, for the night

Infestation

This islands infested with sharks. And I’m one of them. You say it to the Bastards, and they’ll cower into the dark. I know because I’m one of them. We can try to hide it, but’s we’re all the same, we all feel some type

Confession #1

To love someone is first to confess the truth: If I keep doing what I’m doing, it’s going to result in what I’ve already done. I now need your help to nudge me, pock me, and pull me into places that I otherwise would not have gone,

Date with your Demons

Do you think I don’t see what you’re doing to yourself? You’ve got no one around you being honest, Everyone’s either turned a blind eye or joined you. Oh I’m so sorry how rude of me, I haven’t even introduced myself yet. It’s

The Best is Yet to Come

It was a cold winter, I remember this one well because it snowed. It was too cold to go outside, so my mother decides to teach me every card and board game known to man. Blackjack, poker, bridge, chess, checkers, Eventually, we arrived at Monopoly. Now, what stuck out to

You Never Complain

You have a fear of letting people down You avoid the places where you’re needed I’ll ignore the hole you dug for yourself You never wanted me to see that much, I know But so what? I love you You tell me it’s only for the night

Rusted Love

As hard as I seriously do try, I can’t read your mind. I can’t know what you’re thinking when I send you that message. Somehow I always assume the worst with you, I assume you don’t want to be talking to me right now and you

A Youth Movement

> As we all search for meaning in what we are afraid to know, in a world where everything was beautiful and nothing hurt, It's the nicest people... the kindest and funniest ones, the ones who hate this world the most, who really fight for the future. March first. The war

Revolution

Since I’ve never been afraid to say what’s on my mind at any given time of day, I end up in a position to talk to you and you listen by your own volition. This is the start of something new, I’m on a mission to put

These are the nights we will remember

These are the nights we will remember, my dad used to tell me that. No he didn’t, but I thought about it recently and now i'm about to dwell on it more than I should. By simply saying “these are the nights we will remember” does that immediately turn

Thank u

I don’t edit what I write (that’s probably very obvious), I think that’s dishonest to my thoughts. I write to express my thoughts, not necessarily to write well. I hope I learn how to write well in the process but that’s not exactly the goal. I’

Something Old, Something New

I have become delusional. I have lost my mind and the day is starting to blur into the night. Is it because of her? For gods sake don’t bring her into this mess, she has enough of her own. I’ve fallen off the yellow brick road. When too

How do I live with the guilt of knowing I hit the jackpot?

I don’t like the fact that fairness doesn’t exist, by which I mean that why do I get to live a “good life” I surely don’t deserve it more than others, I haven’t earned it? I mean I would like to think I’ve earned some

Film Review

The King’s Man - 2021 ★½

> As a collection of history’s worst tyrants and criminal masterminds gather to plot a war to wipe out millions, one man must race against time to stop them. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This film made me feel as I’m back in high school and I’ve just sat through a double

Let's Enjoy The Night

Since I've never been afraid to say what's on my mind at any given time of day, I end up in a position to talk to you and you listen by your own volition. But there's an interference in your head that's saying you shouldn't hear it. "Who writes these

A Self-Awareness

How the time has passed. I left most of you as a troubled student, wanting to be successful in this soon to be gone world. Many of you may have not even known I was troubled or that was my goal? and even more of you wouldn't even be thinking

Personal Essays

31/12/2021

I want to stare upon the stars all night, rub my toes in the sand, listen to the waves roll in and think about everything that has happened to us this year. I want to think about what’s happening to those stars that are staring into my soul wherever

Personal Essays

Drumsticks

Last night I truly understood the significance and beauty that is a drumstick (ice cream). This prejudiced belief I’ve had towards drumsticks, that I’ve had since childhood, has prevented me from experiencing something so great that I have to voice it to the public. I am truly moved