05.08.18 In April of 2018, BodyHoliday Saint Lucia took another deliberate step forward in the arena of physical fitness. Not resting on...

For its first edition, Mercury Fest definitely kept all its promises, as well as keeping the major boat and beach event alive in the island

Amidst the quintessential Mother’s Day celebrations, the Soleil Summer Festival’s St. Lucia Jazz event gave life to Pigeon Island on May 13.

21.08.17 Females wanted me, but not for the reasons they thought they did. Actually, I’m not even sure they knew what their reasons were....

I had managed 15 quality minutes of meditation today. To me, that was an achievement in itself. It felt really good. Felt easy… Funny...

I don’t do drugs simply to escape this world or to run away to another. I don’t do drugs to rebel against the system. I don’t do drugs...

Faced with his own mortality, man will do just about anything; even write. Truthfully, my mortality probably wasn’t any more impending...

The rain reminded me of the scent of dense drizzle driving mists of steam from the hot pitch. It reminded me of dark days in fully lit...

17.11.17 There were times where I was almost certain that my existence ergonomically equated my absence. Moments where I was temporarily...

I feel like I’m making progress in my meditations. I’ve managed to achieve only what I can describe as a mild body high that can be felt...

25.03.17 This morning I woke up in paradise, the troubles of weeks past a distant memory. For the first time in a long time, I didn’t...

Sometimes, even and especially in moments of stress and high tension, it’s important to take time off for yourself. I know how the...

The fact of the matter was that I knew, she knew; we both knew…that if he or anyone else ever saw us talking or limin’ or even in each...

A true man owns his intentions. #PreTweets #TheGillT

There were times I’d start writing, something sounding so profound just a minute ago, but somehow failing to now astound as the words...

30.01.16 I hate writing. I never know what the hell to say and always end up scrapping whatever nonsense I do scribble before anyone but...

When the world came crashing down on his head and collapsed onto his shoulders, he was forced, via this disaster, to discover a new...

She was like an open book, Whose language no one spoke, Names scattered across her pages Of all the souls she took. – Gill.T #Poetry...

09.04.17 I need more days like today; adventurous, carefree days where the weight of time is displaced amongst a sea of randomly...

Find the things in life that fill you with passion and chase them with fervent purpose! #Chaseyourpassion #PreTweets #TheGillT