Introduction
Unwind your mind (thank you).
Spontaneous outpourings, channellings and guaranteed non-sense.
This area is for new writings as and when they appear.
Sharing is always welcome. By email if you want to give feedback.
Actually, this page has been 2 years and waiting. Now. Now I feel like it's time to do some writing. Again.
So these pages can begin to evolve. The format is a bit unsteady, in fact "I" have no idea what I is going to write here. Only that I am. But isn't that the beauty? What does I ever know, only think that it knows that it knows not? And smiles, self in its own safe satisfaction.
Tuesday 20th March 2007
It appears that we are on the brink of the final countdown. As I drove into Bristol this morning at about 7, the Wye was in full spate. High Tide. Threatening it's banks, again, as it has serveral times in the past months. Some road workers leant on the balaustrade,chatting, a nervous eye on the busy swell of the river, waiting with their sweepers for the expected clear up in event of a spill, one hand brushes, one hand sand bags. Houses by the edge of the road, sandbagged, busy sprouting For Sale signs. And who would want to buy house like that? 10 channels of nonsense, busy heads, mouthing 'news' , the planet's hotting up. Buy Buy Buy. Burn Burn Burn (baby). As I slide past the scene John MckNaughtty is busy on radio 4, entertaining us with news from Iraq. 4 years to the day that we committed this folly. 4 years of hypocrasy, lies and casual death for unsuspecting innocents. Bush n Blair. Still struggling to get out of kindergarten. Love = Love. Violence = Violence. Hate = Hate. Love + Hate = you tell me.
