July 23, 2006

…besides, in spain, don juan´s to blame

i am almost finished with barcelona now, barcelona has almost finished me. the q–bar where we drink fidel castros for 3 euros is insidious and invidious to my frame, but spurs and pricks the bar–loving mind.

and so tomorrow, to france i shall go, on board two aeroplanes in one day. cowering twice at the takeoff – the most dangerous part of the flight! friends, family, and a certain fille i shall see, and i shall see bohemianly.

i write in an internet cafe around the corner for 1 euro an hour, though the price may be raised by my misguided clicks which store my cunning password.

i will see you all soon, all you folk that pass onto this barcelona page. spinning and grinning. for old times´ sakes.

stepping over cracks
fresh plastered amid plaster
circular in bars
in a catalan exam
uncertain output

July 11, 2006

one two [verification] step

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…thus, for a verificationist, there are two very different kinds of thought which one can have about an object: those for whcih a one–step verification procedure is appropriate, and those for which a two–step verification procedure is appropriate…

ONE: in the case of demonstrative thoughts, the subject's knowledge of what is in question will consist simply in his diposition to regard certain events, whose occurrence he is immediately in a position to recognise, as decisive of the truth or falsity of the thought.

TWO: On the other hand, when the subject is not in a deciding position vis–a–vis an object, his knowledge of what is in quesiton when he entrentains the thought that a is F will consist partly in his capacity to recognise, when confronted (in a deciding position) with an object, that it is a. Hence a two stage verification procedure will be appropriate: one stage would issue in the judgement 'this is a', and the other stage would issue in the judgement 'this is F.'

CONCLUSION: let me see you one two verification step, i love it when you one two verification step.


meanwhile, life goes on as philosophy pages me

i agree with joni, that while wine leaves me floored in a trailer park, i could drink a case of you

save me from this green planet

as a sensitive soul, i have been put into a disastrous psychological state by this movie..

save the green planet

i would happily take the hangover back.

no more 18s for me. i may have bought a dvd that i will never finish watching – too many things behind the sofa, and morally compromised characters.

the next dvd i watch shall be a room with a view or something. where is the humanity? that's what i want to know.

phew. to add to the list of things not to do? 1. excessive wine. 2. excessive violence. 3. excessive blo

July 10, 2006

when you're sad and feeling blue

let's go!

last week, there went neil hannon's guitar solo. it went up to the flight path of gatwick airport, and down and around the wasp on the guitar tuner device.

dancing fever was particularly evident, as were clapping hands like motherfuckers. despite the besuited rock and roll gestures, the old–fashionedness of the edwardian house shone through, as did the old–timey songsmithery, which remains incomplete without gestures:

tippedy top and a-ok

afterwards, i withdrew from the roamers and predators of the streets to hibernate in bedrooms above, composing songs of love desperately and happily

over the rambler
over the lawyer
over the dancer
over the voyeur

July 09, 2006

the wedding

a wedding, where young ed got himself married.
a reception, with friends and clans of family
a throat ravaging series of conversations
a short–circited brain, with the bad half of the red wine still in it
a garden bench, and a maldon walk, where my side became entangled in unusually unfriendly thorns
the crystal cafe? caffenated complaining

thankyou george

never let it be said that wedding photos are in any way formulaic. now to bed to get my head down

June 29, 2006

let the sky rain potato chips…

it shakes and quakes me, it master–slaves me


…let it thunder to the tune of green–sleeves, hail kissing–comfits and snow eringoes, let there come a tempest of provocation

kissing comfits: did you ever try dunking a potato chip in champagne? it's real crazy!

June 21, 2006


i have been frozen and moulded in statuesque cat form these past few days.


now i shall step down from my papyrus pedestal and resume sleeping near fires. seven thousand words constitue a fragile and undesirable pedestal – hastily baked, i shall bake myself fully on flagstones.

what fine chisel could ever yet cut breath?

spaced. rocky.

rocks on the moon

sleep is a luxury i can't afford
the man in the moon is my bed and board

June 20, 2006

an hokusai butterfly

emerging from the cocoon, i am a hokusai butterfly. i have sufficient leafs for wings, and now all that remains is to etch them. soon i will be able to bask them on a bigger leaf than me, but for now, i flutter…

hokusai butterfly

when i said i needed coffee, i forgot that i also needed jason peirce's band. and now to rest my infra–red eyes. what effect will i have? tomorrow i forecast hurricanes and rain.

June 19, 2006

i, this particular i, shall drink this, this particular coffee

the task is epic, the figure lies sleepy. unlike the depicted, who sleeps the sleep of the just, or of the exhaustedly adapted corrupt. to remedy my bleached eyes and tingling head, a cafetiere. oh me! how large is my canvas, when i have seven thousand words to play with?


i shall sit and think fondly of sleep while i write. acutely aware of absence, but i shall not absent myself. the task at hand is in hand, in good hands. perhaps we shall convene again when i have dreamed.

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