30.12.23


turned off the music

he was sober

the year was ending
                       the next year was going to be like those   2020  an after
on his heels  a relentless bloodhound trying to tree him
Fuck tha dog


tomorrow was New Years Eve

123123
          a friend texted him

he was usually on numbers like a blowfly on raw meat

he texted his thanks complemented them on beating him to the punch but to be honest  he was horribly honest
honest to a fault

   honest
             unsparingly unsympathetically  brutally    honest
he couldnt point that at someone unless he could pointed it at himself
                                                                           and he did
pressed the barrel upward under the crook of his chin aimed out the top of his skull like a tortured  tormented   suicide

  12 31 23
              The End

Beginning Again 

1621,  Reggaefriday,  29  12. 23
2320,  Saturday,  30  12. 23
Listen  do not watch  Beatles  Golden Slumbers/Carry That Weight/In the End  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oYHPH2LEKiI

he looked the stainedglass windowslooked around the church
                                                                upandown the pew cross the naveacross the transept
watched intently as the priest mounted the altar
saw him over the ambo
altarboy to each side

she tapped him on the thigh
                                  What are you doing?
Im looking
 

she understood he didnt Believe

   but she knew he would listentake in the sermon

he was an exceptional listener
                                seemed always to hear moreunderstand at a deeper level than her  or perhapsas hed say  . . . in the moment it escaped her
                                            no  she knew it didnt
Tempest Shakespeare  What’s past is prologue.
he shared with her
                      Im steeped babe

which was accurate


occasionally during Mass she glanced at him
poker face
                hed tell her what he thought as they drove back to her place

Seatbelt?

You know I don wearem

   For me?

Not even for you baby

she wasnt pleased but theyd only be on neighbourhood streets


So . . you were very attentive.
                                    What did you think?

I very much liked the priests message  Hes a good speaker

And the face.  What was with the face?

he noddedsmiled  Youre observan . .
. . I was on tenterhooks, I knew you wouldn’t saydisrupt anything.   What bothered you?

Bothered  Yes
                 It was only a bother  I want you to understand tha

she said with mite trepidation
                                   What bothered you?

Its church

Yes.

I really did enjoy the priests sermon

You said.
             What was it you didn't like?

The parishioners  At least those I saw listened to

Didn’t like?
No
      During prayers

The prayers?

   Yes 
          I was disturbed because their tone  their tone struck me  as insincere    Rather  Rote   Passionless
If there was a God Im not keen Hed been keen listening to their faith disposed  I apologise   Rote
Sounded like memorisation
                             Flashcards  Addition subtraction   Multiplication 
I felt the priests words were uplifting but they   werent following
Not you
          I adored your recitation    Your faith

she smiled warmly
                     
I adore your faith in me  despite ours are dissimilar

   a tear fell to her cheek she didnt brush it away 
                                                       in a clear voice While I disagree with you you havent a soul. Your spirit is strong tangible.
                            Tangible.
Stop stop woudya
                       Ya just wanna get in my pants when we get to your place

1959,  Thursday,  28  12. 23
2010,  Saturday,  30  12. 23

   fantasy   fantasising    healthy
                                        he exercised his fair share  probably more than other common Joes Toms Dicks & Harrys hed leave it to the womenfolk to name theirs
however
          fantasy has to be recognised for what it is  tempered  life cannot be just deluding ones self
                                                                                                           referring to the spiritual philosophical psychological self 
not one abundant in readycash  billionaire  who may be able to afford fantasy  pay through the nose for it  because anyone party to a billionaires fantasy ought to understand their leverage  play it to the hilt
                                                                                                there are various depths to actually achieving particular hiltsCAUTION  donae kill the animal
                                                                      just bleed it
thinkleech  thinkvampiric though not create a vampire as understood through fiction


fantasy accompanies him to bed
the menu replete
                   pages he hasnt turned
Table of Content
Index
No
      the fun would be spoiled

theres a game he played anwoud encourage anyone to enjoy
                                                                 Burroughs of Junkie fame turned him onto it  Bill in turn explained he was informed by painter/writer/poet/mystic 1959 Brion Gysin cites ’59 as it is a hot branding iron  coud have been tha he didnt discover ithadnt placed the layers of newspaper as a mat to protect a tabletop from being scratched while he cut paper with a razor blade
                             dumb luck? 

   his game  randomly open a book  drop an eye in  extract wordsportions of a sentencegobble a whole sentence  close the book  repeat  until the song is complete
HERE
         Sartres Being and Nothingness

“the totality of persons
“would be projected outside me
“I am passive
“to be for and through himself
“Having, Doing, Being
“do not actually deserve
“full consciousness, all its
“humiliat(ion)

“he is nothing more

“the problem of the Absolute."


   take tha bitch to bed hed bet shed kill him with sex

fantasy                

0100,  day-between-2-Ts,  27  12. 23
1319,  Saturday,  30  12. 23
don underestimate the power of a hot bath
                                             theyve taught him more than he can say
just last night
hanging up a piece to let the wrinkles fall outdamn thing bunchedup like a balla wad of clothing for too long
                                                                                                                 crazy since it was written longhand on a sheet of flat coloured paper  maybe the coloured paperpretty
                                                                                                     he did have to write in black ink also not usually in his wheelhouse
it was crinkled prettybad
                           no telling what he couldnt see or missed in the fissures For Sure   Shaddup   I can say   I can break your jaw   Sheesh wha bug crawled up your ass   A bug tha hopefully I can soak out in a hot bath   Hot Bath   Oh  enthused by the prospect   I am I am Ill shaddup   Thank you   Thall help ya think muse   It will so . .
Ill shaddup

he upped the ante
1 2 3 4 5 6drips of lavender oil no more no less perfect ambiance or perfect to him  like a recipe provided  their ingredients but not their measure
imagined the call
                   Really Maw

Really Maw, what?

Got your recipes

Yes.

Thank you

Yes. You’re welcome.

Ingredients but not how much

It looks like the right amount or tastes like it. Our tastes vary, who am I to say what you’d like best. You’re a smart, boy.

Yacoud have provided yardsticks an I coudve taken it from there

Son.
       What fun would that be?


conversant doppelgänger or Mariachi or Maw
                                                  by baths end
the wrinkles had fallen away

AH
      I see now
    
1010,  Saturday,  30  12. 23
Bruce Cockburn  Trickle Down  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z1TA0i-AHTY