Clear Head. Begin. It was a drowsy morning thought Drew watching the crane on the horizon go back and forth back and forth. He took a break for a buttered bun and a cup of coffee at 11:00. A break from lying in bed. Now he was sitting at his computer looking at his DandyContinue reading “The Big Time”
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It Doesn’t Wash Does It?
Are we the British public on the brink of becoming like Americans? Does Brexit signal a change in Opinion or just more headlines for the newspapers to feed on? Does politics in the twenty-first century actually have anything to do with targets or are we supposed to happy and content with the shore leave rhetoric ofContinue reading “It Doesn’t Wash Does It?”
Cherry Stone
Like pebbles on a beach kicked around displaced by feet this song is not my own I’m about to get done for copyright Sorry Paul Weller I didn’t mean to fella for your world and mine to collide over a choice of words. Cherry stone pips, spit like bricks onto upturned hubcap, circa 1983 chrome cigaretteContinue reading “Cherry Stone”
New Formula For Posts
I thought I had a new successful formula for posts but I don’t unless it’s a delayed reaction to my last one i.e. Nothing happens for twelve hours then suddenly the floor will collapse under the weight of Likes and Follows. Well, I’m waiting. hmm… (whistles a tune) hmm… Well… hmm…
Being
Why is it that I feel guilty for listening to music aloud in my room when I could put on headphones and simply drown out the voices in my head? It wouldn’t be the same and luxury seems somehow attached to pricking that blames balloon. Why shouldn’t I listen to music in my room?Continue reading “Being”
With a Word In Your Ear
Pig. listening in on your life. Commenting. Pig. never worried, got a charmed life. Big. How I am described by others. Small. How I feel between these walls. Tiny. Yes it’s me, the one you comment on. Bigger. The one that gets likes and hits Massive. Well, I haven’t reached that yet! But I will.
Holy Duck!
It’s time for me to do some writing. I don’t know what will come out of this but I intend to give it a go. My recent attempts at varying my output all seem to have fallen on deaf or dumbfounded ears while the standard of blogs I have been coming across has been veryContinue reading “Holy Duck!”
Was It All Worth It
I have drawn hundreds of Pictures for this blog. I have written thousands and thousands of words here on my blog. And what do I have to show for it. A blog nobody bothers to explore the menu on. Perhaps I need to stop sulking and begin promoting my blog. OK, I made ninety-nine percentContinue reading “Was It All Worth It”
I just read a blog on Tumblr
That had in it colour codes for communicating the way you feel about a blog or the person behind the blog. It went something like this:- black – I would date you Brown-  I don’t like you/your blog Purple – Your blog made me think of waterfalls Rainbow – BED PLZ As someone who has statedContinue reading “I just read a blog on Tumblr”
I'm bilaterally deaf, schizophrenic, autistic, talented individual. I can see you thinking...What was his day job? Well, I am a qualified systems engineer and i worked in computers. To be honest I can't remember what I wrote in my bio which I deleted. I write I draw, It is my goal in life to be anything but facsimilia. I believe life is duodecimal, you live you die, dark. Some call this depression and indeed I am a depressive schizophrenic. To be something is a great thing-some call it drosophilae syndrome(to be studied), a term I coined myself. As I appreciate in words as I get older sometimes it helps to remember what it was like being a child with drosophilae syndrome where the other is to be seen. This is why I draw and write. 