How do you folks out there feel about the number thirteen? Is it a mystical bringer of curses? A sign of bad dinner guests or strange lunar-solar phenomena? Anyone suffering from triskaidekaphobia in the crowd? Right now, I just feel like it’s spelt weird, and I’m wondering if that’s a rumour of what dyslexia is…
Every day I play this game I think it’s pointless and I need to stop. Every day it takes at least an hour longer than I meant it to. Food left cooking in the kitchen starts to burn, tasks are left undone, the sun sets before I’ve seen it risen. Still, I used to be…
An indigenous rights activist recently accused my town of hoarding a stolen Lakota headdress. Headdress. It seems strange to me that that word has two “d”s in it. Headress. How much would we really lose by dropping the second d? (Get your mind out of whichever gutter it’s currently in. Mine went to breasts [dd],…
So I was thinking, somewhat loftily, that Metaphysics is consistent, but debates about it, the language around it, aren’t. Metaphysics is really just a more readily accessible and somewhat clairvoyant restatement of physics – I mean it can predict some of physics’ conclusions, but without the mathematical proofs, and so without the detail required for…
I haven’t written on here since 2019 so, I prompted myself to get started again by editing an old draft for a post (well, just a little thought-note really) and scheduling it to go out next week, which quickly become tomorrow, and while I was writing this, tomorrow became today. The logic being, if I…
The word ‘demos’ The word ‘demos’ The word ‘demos’ ‘kratos’ People are a political concept they are an aggregate of their opinions and biases and the extent to which they will express those opinions and biases in a convincing way to a wide audience, especially a voting or otherwise competent audience The word The variance…
Been away a while. Here’s a new one I’m working on. A Red Handkerchief on Grass (By accident I imagine a world where we could have sex, but you and they covet her) i’m talking to you on the phone with the messages, you’re sending me them and I’m sleepy and in the bed and…
Edit: I fucking hated poetry again for a short time lately, I forgot its value, I looked on it as a poor excuse for a few chatted sentences, and then, again, Dylan Thomas saved me and my sense of poetic value, of betrayed and crushed romance, breathing under the boot in rebellion. I’ve been watching…
Caution: some very…erm…’casual’ thinking in this one… Sometimes it feels like last generation were the cultural biproduct of the 60’s, and because so much seeming good happened (culturally) in the 60’s, but was then betrayed, the 60’s kids are a bunch of miserable sellout fucks. The kids they had, the culture they predicated and in…
I keep wanting to find a way of writing on here regularly, so I’m now attempting a ‘journal’ type of thing, which I’ve definitely attempted before and failed…well, stopped. I’ve already stacked a few posts to try and give myself a head start. You might think that’s cheating given the diary-like context, and it probably…
The secret is not to create mercilessly But to make what other people thought They only knew privately – When you show them something they Felt inside and quiet and alone It’s like a magick trick except Instead of pulling a coin from behind An ear it’s a heart from a chest or brain The…
On my way here today I got an ad for Wix, I wondered: who’s paid off Google to translate “Wordpress” to “Wix” first, or is it all just some damned mistake…that some ad agent somewhere, paid more than the freak curating our children’s futures, just happened to confuse one ‘w’ word with another, relevant, ‘w’…
The Site That Jack Built 