hid in glove

faith and logic part 5

wot you wont see if you come round for a cup of tea

too late in the day to be so underdressed, again

on the mechanics of his reflection

There comes a point where silence becomes deafening, where someone's absense becomes relentless.

He took from his back pocket his little black moleskine, opened it to a fresh page and doodled a doodle of a flip-flop in a puddle,
"We were friends once," he muttered to himself, "its a shame but....oh, no matter." And he returned to his reflection in the glass and considering the empty void beyond it....

having outed myself i found myself just outside Out and About

...for what its worth, my heart was beating like a drum and i felt unsteady and breathless with it. My hands shook as i fingered the keypad and drafted, then wrote and then rewrote, the text on my mobile. I had to make sure it was right...

all the faiths are represented here...

amused to death

"Reached back for the bottle
And rubbed against the lamp
Genie came out smiling
Like some Eastern tramp
He said 'hey boy what's happening,
What is going on?
You can have three wishes
If you dont take too long'
I said well
I wish that all were happy Lebanon...
Wish somebody'd help me write this song
I wish when I was young
My old man had not been gone
Genie said consider it done..."

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"Three Wishes" by Roger Waters. Album "Amused to Death"
Its what i was listening to whilst putting this together. Its a very relevant album at the moment i think.