Upon waking in a chair
5.15am
6.15 in fact
Daylight Savings has started tonight
The birds are scolding their kids to brush their hair
& teeth & “eat up your breakfast, birds go hungry in other places, be
thankful for what you have, parental worries over money to start the day,
another day at the grindstone
As for me, I passed out in the chair & only woke
up half an hour ago, I’ve got one beer left & a packet of tobacco &
there’s no time like the present, I haven’t added to my blog in days, due to me
being away in the city, was a good time, caught up with friends, dined &
watered, even got a woman’s number, I will I think call her, coz let’s face it
text messages are a little like hiding, you edit yourself, you can see the
other texting for ages & then one line, it’s starting to get light now
Feels good to be writing
I been thinking about Bukowski’s response to JFK’s assassination,
“I see men
assassinated around me every day. I walk through rooms of the dead, streets of
the dead, cities of the dead; men without eyes, men without voices; men with
manufactured feelings and standard reactions; men with newspaper brains,
television souls and high school ideas.”
Now I can
really make out the blue in the sky though it’s been raining much of the last
day but what do I know I passed out,
Good singing
jam session with Indija, her on tambour & accordion drone last evening
singing about universal things as a mantra should, the world’s pop songs today
too particular & atomised, the job of a song is to get people singing along
about the human condition, it’s only taken me 35 years of running away to
realise this
Don’t think
I’ll go back to bed
I can always
nap during the day
The day
after returning from the city is always a recovery day
Met a nice
Lebanese man for breakfast, his café yesterday, Lebanon now being bombed by
Israel when will it end, does it really have to spread so far towards
Armageddon, I mean one can understand post Holocaust psychosis but it’s gone on
long enough, can’t they all gather in Aspen Colorado, evidently, I understand that
anywhere in Europe is off the table for Israelis after what their parents went
through, but can’t they do a Thomas Mann Magic Mountain health spa & sanitarian,
coz it’s getting evil, Netanyahu is clearly a maniac & has blood in his
eyes
We must
learn to seek healing when we’re deranged, one psychosis is understandable, but
once it’s done, one must seriously understand the fallibility of one’s
judgement
Divorce is
teaching me the conditionality of one’s values, evidently I’m not as pure &
holy as I once thought & I’m really little different to the real housewives
of Beverley Hills, just as vacuous, vain & cynical, living under Mammon’s
watch
The day has
officially started & the rat in the ceiling is really scraping &
clawing, as if to complain about me keeping him or her awake, THAT’S RIGHT said
Axl Rose, you “beasties” (to borrow from Robbie Burns) gallivant all night when I
was passed out, now it’s my turn!
Published & Copyright Malachi Doyle 2024.
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