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Down Down Down

Most of the posts on here now are just phrases or situations that I think up right before I fall asleep – sometimes in an attempt to fall asleep I’ll distract myself with getting a sentence to sound good in my head, or other stupid things. This blog really is a scrapbook so I don’t forget these little thoughts, I don’t go around thinking these things all the time, only when I’m bored usually.

 Here's another one of those situations

Running down a stair case, it’s arranged so there’s a flight along each of the four walls of this tower like building, so it’s something like a spiral.  There are twenty flights of stairs to run down, when I get to the last five my torso separates from my abdomen – like a knife has cut me in two. I have to balance my torso on the rest of my body, using my spine as an a kind of axis. Slowly I wobble down the stairs and finally lurch to the last step where I lean forward and my upper body slides then falls to the floor. Should have jumped.  

Proudly Akimbo

My uncertain body: virile and naïve in some joints, decaying and flaccid in others.

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Squeak

The tired old heart of a tired old mouse stops and it dies. 



The Antlers – Tears in the Typing Pool (Broadcast Cover)

So much time, so little to money

Squanderlust

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Daydream or a Fever

A dream which trying to wake up from changed my mind, and made it hurt in a different way.

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The New Year

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A new course

A degree in the scientific study of the structure and supporting technology as well as the cultural influences and impact of a specific mundane object.

E.g. “I have a degree in raincoats” 

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A couple lines of stupid lines of dialogue

The things I think before I go to sleep:
“He’s the man I wish I was, instead of the ironic coat hanger I’ve become”

 ”I’m left staring tomorrow full in the face”

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(p.s. Pain = bread in French)

One Lovin’ Spoonful at a Time

Conversations with you are like alphabet soup
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Klaxons – As Above So Below (French version)

Dreaming

Am I insane because of what I dream, or because I can tell myself what those dreams really are?
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