changed my mind.

what of it!?

what of reasonable decisions based on good ideas?

what of sticking to your guns so that an idea gathers weight from it's audience?

what of being consistent?

and...

what of not being such.

=)

'cos i can...

have spent long enough contemplating the nothing between the something... will now have a closer look at the something. for the sake of it...

see you all around.

bub-bub-be-badoo-wop....

yes.

=)

and...

any who.

today.

today i will walk through sydney and seek out 'the science of sleep' then write vignettes on the people i've seen over the last 2 days besides the harbour...

today i spoke to somebody from yesterday whom is presently attending a banana massacre from the past.

today will be a fine day.

today will start with some sleep.

yawn...

Knackered.

Bell's palsy, CLL, Angina pectoris and Septic knee.

Back into it.

Mania at the 'Pool.

Frig.

japanese stapler

small boxes arranged into a meta-cube
as a recurrent audience to an absent view
to kill neurosis at its root
and forsake all unborn fruit
then laugh at smiles so grins arise
that will undo a self despised
floating empty with wings at sides
screaming white until grey divides
to unveil a solitary tree
in changing waters
free

Removing adjectives.

I used to collect these and decorate my sentences with them. I find myself today consciously deleting them and preferring the ambiguity that their absence offers. This purging extends somewhat into my everyday, where expression and presence of form seems to kidnap the infinite permutations a moment can represent, i prefer the strangely expansive effect of quiet and thoughts dying without an audience.

Pregnant void.

I'm back at the EEL for a graveyard shift. Washing linen, folding linen and re-arranging furniture for tomorrow's church service. I'm not christian, never will be but respect the single idea He represents. An idea that is the solitary antidote to all human suffering that sits perpetually dormant in counter-intuitive splendour.

Young William asked me 'will you be here with me next week?' whilst in the kickboxing ring today. 'Sure' i said. I'm not sure what i offer the child and kinda often times have no idea what it is exactly that i do. But the point for now is to travel with him and be there to see what unfolds.

Finally drinking tap water again. Purchased the one bottle of stuff over the weekend, will continue to mindfully not buy bottled stuff as much as possible. Another old project under construction.

She is a little crook but well. Here's hoping she gets well-well.

Okay. Enough for now - must check the laundry downstairs.

Honey Badger...

problems that can't be fixed (by me) surround me. i have a few superpowers but no licence to use them on those i care for most. my role for now is to observe, until things pass and hope that the changes that occur are yellow.

so i 'sigh' - repeatedly.

and offer ears and a grin upon request.

this is my lot.

Aside:

Renata told me about the honey badger - an animal with no fear centre.

Adrian got cardboard man some bricks and mortar for a home.

And a stunning girl on the coach let her hair down and exchanged glances for what it was worth between Canberra and Central station.

Will post photo of solitary tree tomorrow.