Month: April 2020
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Charles Bukowski — MY TROUBLED MIND
“Sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning and you think, I’m not going to make it, but you laugh inside — remembering all the times you’ve felt that way” Charles Bukowski Charles Bukowski — MY TROUBLED MIND I love the considered messiness of these drawings by Luke Otley. Perhaps Luke and Bukowski had troubled…
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I Think Of It All
When the only thing you have to do is live, not make or earn or serve or do, what you do instead is think. You think about you. You always think about you, but not always so purely, so completely, so utterly focused on you. And when you think too much, you start to think…
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A Sea Of Troubles
Adrift upon a sea of troubles, where all the bad things seem to double, but raise your head and look around, look at the sea above the ground, the bright blue, cloudless, jetless skies, the sun so bright it fills your eyes; breathe, and smell the grass so green, and see the blooming cherry trees;…
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The Coughing Dodgers
They always were the dying breed, these older souls, they’ve always been here just for now but not for long, and very soon they will be gone, though sooner now for some old codgers, the sickly ones, the coughing dodgers, the ones whose race is almost run, whose final song will soon be sung. They’re…
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Get Ready For The Future
These are such interesting times. In a few weeks, the world will start to emerge from the lockdown imposed in response to this first outbreak of the global coronavirus pandemic. This is what might happen. In a few weeks, we will see the beginning of the end of cash. People will have become used to…
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This Is The Thing
This thing has a sound. It is the sound of distance: of unseen tyres of unknown trucks rolling on a near-distant road; of half-heard words spoken in gardens by close strangers that we know; of listened-to whispers of winds in trees that we hear for the first time in a long time, for our own…
Writing Me Up 