Monday, March 23, 2026

Cleft on the left

 When there were flowers in the corridors,  and new shoes dazzling pink, three times as wide as a dream, when there were moments of amazement and the kind of innocent hope that comes with birdsong in the morning, when those things were true and I loved you, a rhinoceros moved through the park.  Nobody saw it except Jim and Jim didn't tell anyone. 

So how do you know about it? 

Ah!  You got me there.  It's a bit like the olive grove.  Who reported that conversation between Jesus and his god?

Thursday, November 06, 2025

Pairs

 Hi, hello.

I've noticed that things often come in pairs, round and angular.  I'm thinking ghosts and pieces of toast.

That's all for now.  It's time to get to work.  Have a good day.  Bye.

Monday, November 03, 2025

Macbeth, Cornelia, Trier

Many people think about breaking free of the crushing prison of the modern world. Many people want to do it, talk about it. Not many actually move.

Cornelia did it. She saw the way whilst we were watching a cheap production of Macbeth in Trier

Climbing over fences

 There are thirteen fences.  Thirteen of them.  

We climbed over twelve and failed at the last.

Tore our trousers.  Tore our skin.

Thirteen fences in total and we climbed over twelve

Without a problem.

It's nothing about the number, it's just bad luck.


Thursday, October 30, 2025

I prefer rivers to poems

 Rivers and poems

I prefer rivers although

Poems are good too

Wednesday, October 08, 2025

Ooooh. Upset.

 Perhaps the whole idea of gods and religions and service and devotion came from lovers loving and then it was taken by broken hearts and twisted into what we see today; a shower of hate cults.

Who said that?  Don't say that.

Oooh!  Why not?

Because I feel so upset.

Oooh.  Upset.


Sunday, October 05, 2025

Just arriving

 Ya, just arriving in a memory now.  So much happened, or I thought it did.  At that time all the things I saw and heard resonated with meaning and history.  Now it's not so magical.  

But it could be.

Wednesday, September 24, 2025

Bob Marley and now

 Shining brightly in a world of darkness, when it was lit up the shining stopped and slunk back into heaven which isn't the heaven you're thinking of, oh no.  It's like a before thing, you know, like a thick gooey soup that's full of wonderful emotions.  Shining shiner feel more comfortable there, no point burning here when all just focused on poop.

Clever interests, shining shiners, come away from what you know.  Third year and fourth year, spinning round and round.  Shining brightly come home, don't leave us all alone.  I'll look, I'll look.

Wouldn't it be good if you left a list?  I'd love to know what music I should listen to now.  Shining brightly, let me know.

Bob Marley.