Creative Writing
I met him on a sofa with a Spanish guitar
He looked just like Tartar with a paunch
Smoke and Mirror Song (a la Smokey Robinson)
Last lines?
“Is our closeness all smoke and mirrors,
Just a figment in my mind?
Do you know what all you’re in for
With a love like mine?
I can show you what lies ahead
If we leave our lives behind”
― Eric Overby, Senses
V1
It’s been a cold, cold dreaming
And all you wanted was to be the bride
You looked right through me into someone else
I turned to stone. I was glad. I died
V2
You and those eyes (streaming)
Channeling me back through time
Only I can see you're not revealing
And only the mistakes are mine
Chorus
You are all I longed for
To worship and adore
It’s time I want to steal for you
And can I have some more...
Smoke and mirrors
Smoke and mirrors
Smoke and - ?
V3
I’ve got you here on speed dial
Never call you more than twice a week
I know you’re busy and your work's on WhatsApp
You don’t return them in your pique
V4
But I know you’ve been thinking
I know you’re feeling things you cannot explain
The price of love for you has got no ceiling
But there’s someone else to blame;
Chorus
You are all I longed for
To worship and adore
It’s time I want to steal for you
And can I have some more...
Smoke and mirrors
Smoke and mirrors
Smoke and - ?
V5
This is your time. I’m old now
And you are getting older as well
But at the curtain call I hope that you know -
Before they ring the bell.
Ends (Abruptly)
Words and Music Liam Murphy
9 tides witches story
Board~Room Blitz
Never eat cake, eat salmon sandwiches and (YOU WILL) stay young
Because It’s necessary,
to try harder
and it’s necessary
to see thru
It’s necessary
to talk to your neighbours
And it’s necessary
to be true
Never eat cake eat salmon sandwiches and stay young because
It’s necessary not
To look away
And It’s necessary
To die well
Its necessary
To love Jesus
And it’s necessary
To go to hell
Never eat cake eat salmon sandwiches and stay young because
It’s necessary but
When you’re dead
At 21
From boardroom risk
It’s necessary to
Riot, quiet riot
Boardroom blitz
Give em the shits
Boardroom blitz
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‘Or’
It’s Man against woman and child against toy or girl against girl or boy against boy.
It’s the powers that be or the power to hate, or the power of change or of choice or of fate.
It’s your with or against and or your black or your white. It’s your peatland renewable bog credit shite.
It’s the website or platform or school that you went to or somebody’s fault coz that’s where they sent you.
It’s this or that
Or that or this
Or these or they
Or them from this
It’s not the thing you did or said
It’s not the truth that wakes your head
It’s the fact of life you led
Get up, get out, it’s not your bed
We’re over here now, where are you?
You’re somewhere else, you’re gonna lose
Pull on your pants - the ones you choose
You’re either green or else you’re blue
You’re either with us or agin’ us.
—-
Coaldust muck and Mascara
When I killed the army general I did it with the peace in mind
You just can’t reason with the wicked, specially if you’re not inclined
To suck up the shit with your lumpen aspect
Or venerate the soils of the dead
The battle will be lost before the starters over
Last nights takeaway fresh in your head
So let’s eat pizza while the jets fly
Never mind the brains - just eat
You might kill the generals with a nice frittata
But the kebab will help you beat a slow retreat
—/
The cruelty by the people who run the ship shows might sometimes have been necessary.
When I killed the army general I did it with the peace in mind
You just can’t reason with the wicked, specially if you’re not inclined
To suck up the shit with your lumpen aspect
Or venerate the soils of the dead
The battle will be lost before the starters over
Last nights takeaways still fresh inside your head
So let’s eat pizza while the jets fly
Never mind the brains - just eat
You might kill the generals with a nice frittata
But the kebab will help you beat a slow retreat
—-
Just Clap
You must laugh and chuckle and trivialise
There’s nothing we cannot infantilise
You personhood now will be medicalised
And you clap
You clap
Clap hands
(Don’t stamp your feet)
Just clap
You suffer? We fix it
You will not own yourself
have a biscuit
follow your dreams
And clap…
And clap…
Clap Hands
(Don’t stamp your feet)
Just clap
Political point (it’s a Thursday): When the ‘Legacy Media’ is reporting on something they want you to obsess about, don’t. It’s usually a diversion and probably a done deal. If you want to be smart and stop losing, focus on causes instead of symptoms. Don’t have false arguments. When you’re presented with false binaries to argue about - just don’t. Talk about something else. Talk about real causes and don’t argue about symptoms. Tell your own stories. The most powerful thing you can do is ignore them.
Disaster, catastrophe, collapse, apocalypse, extinction and annihilation
Comfortable boxes
Pesky little miracles
I just want to wake up
Life is so satirical
And not in a good way
Its all bad.
———————
When I die I want to start to fall out of the sky it’s coming
When I die I want to light to enter the space I inhabit and leave with me it’s coming
When I die I want my children around me and they’ll say “stop showing off you twat“ it’s coming
You’ll be okay you’re probably not as good as you imagined a bit like life
When I die I’ll be sorry for all the pornography I ever saw - it’s coming
And when I die I’ll tell the truth however un decorous I’ll say “do you know what? death came - on my tits”
The end
Shirt story idea. Dream
Me in new house, architect built, separate. At night a man approaches a flapping entrance that isn’t an entrance. I open a board, broken to see a girl with man behind. He is friendly, I walk round greet him and we walk into a town nearby. At last I ask him where the girl, who was between us has gone. He saw no girl. He may or may not be death . I may or may not have a home. What next? Describe the new house, being alone and how uncomfortable it is. Death is a nice guy
Gods
Jeff was quite a cad one of the serial kind
His work was in security a lot on his mind
He liked to put on a show
And Jeff was always glad for everyone to know
He’s got no thumbs on both of his hands
You should never take him bowling
If you don’t understand
His ten pins are just 8
He cannot even masturbate and that isn’t great.. etc
For your daytime tv of the gods bit.
Children
You dug him up and brought him back to life again. An exhumation intersection.
McCarthy to the light. McCarthy by Bluetooth, McCarthy by the back door, McCarthy in the Union room, McCarthy’s candlelight.
You brought him back to life tonight
fight the fight, McCarthy’s right.
A belly rush of box blight
McCarthy wrong McCarthy right
Children, we give you
Mccarthy
(Chanting)
Epidemic pandemic endemic epidemic
Epidemic pandemic, endemic epidemic.
Happy demic, sad demic, Now you’ve made me mad demic
Epidemic pandemic endemic epidemic
(Sung) (In that monotone church prayer styley )
Miracles - This Is The Song Of the Painter and Decorator (If Chaucer can do it why the fuck can’t I?)
From the Libretto: “Covid - The Musical”, by Liam Murphy. The Painter is singing to the God on high - all about MIRACLES:
(Sample ‘You Sexy Thang’)
(Spoken (or Rapped))
Oh you are such a bore.. when you make them daily by the shore…
What’s yours is mine what’s mine is yours… the miracle is:
The poor stay poor. Miracles. Miracles.You know that I believe in miracles.
Like - (sung - in a modern melodramatic ‘Elaine Page” Manner):
Peace- from the troubles you’ve been too scared and proud revealing
Love - the love to wash away the fear that stops us dreaming
Light - the way to keep humanity appealing
To you - whatever’s greater than this artex on the ceiling…
(Spoken)
I know Im not even a joiner, a plumber or a spark
But when I make a ceiling rose, I’m proud as Noah of his ark
They don’t know I write the songs to make the world go round
But I feel like Michaelangelo when I’m a few feet off the ground
A few feet off the ground…
And on this scaffolding of lyric and of verse
I know the way to make things work for better or for worse
And even though they pay me well, I’ll never stop describing
The miracles of life I’ve seen
(Sung)
Peace- from all the troubles you’re too scared and proud revealing
Love - the love to wash away the fear that stops us dreaming
Light - the way to keep humanity appealing
To you - whatever’s greater than the artex on the ceiling.
Chant To fade
Epidemic pandemic endemic epidemic
Epidemic Pandemic, Endemic Epidemic.
Happy demic, Sad Demic, Now you’ve made me mad demic
Epidemic pandemic endemic epidemic
—————
(It’s been nineteen months and 15 days.. since you took the world away etc)
——
The past was 300 miles away and I chasing my tail Prestons where are the signs were Webster crossed
Blood of fashion common threads
You don’t blame the poor for poverty or a stupid for stupidity you blame the rich and you blame the teachers
Charity is a sign that society has failed. It is not a question of ‘whether one or other individual should or shouldn’t donate, but why that donation is still necessary and how organised society has failed to solve that issue.
I don’t wanna be treated like idiot stop acting like idiots the furlough scheme was always a payment to cover the operating overheads of companies not to cover the human cost of individuals and the whole pandemic strategy was to take money from the public purse and put it into private coppers not the other way round the explicit rationale always being we must stop our national health service from costing too much. That cost is tax. Instead we spent it on private profit generators who largely pay little or no tax. The rational was never ‘let’s pool all our knowledge and resources to care for people’.
The Ip And Under
Excuse me mr waiter can I have a piece of data? Can u tell me what year they were born and what colour are the eyes and how big are the lies Of the people who are watching my porn?
We are all one under Ip. In Ip we all are one. If you’re fantasy or meant to be, under Ip we all get done.
When I was standing by the playground writing poems for my pod band I was humble i was thankful and remembered. I ended up alone at my mini microphone making easy content for the under rated.
We are all one under Ip. In Ip we all are one. If you’re fantasy or meant to be, under Ip we are all as one.
My rights you’re rights that rights you’re wrong will u meet me down at the billabong where White Father Christmas and Black Mother Hubbard are getting it on in a stationary cupboard?
In Ip we are all as one.
If you’re fantasy or meant to be,
under Ip we are all as one…
——
Credit to your store heard Dora
She wasn’t a listening kind of girl and something made her feel that what she hid till the revealThey’re out of sight but undermined and overheard
There hasn’t been a day when she could’ve had away lost in some foreign land she’s make a self as comfortable as villages would letterBut nobody around here would understand
As the grass grow under thoras feet
And something inside her tickled not meek
Reminded her of the self she never knew
With all her ability She felt the acidity,
Deep down inside of her heart gut
“What’s always been hid to me
Is my own sense of quidity “
Some unknown sprite -fancy-had given her the word. She says the word to be like me, she says the word she can be free
Now thoras gone.
The end
——
I’m radical
so radical
I got a flat from my mummy and my dadicle
I like to party A lot coz ’m bad ickle
But I’ll never be a black woman with a dog
I loved her face
I loved her place
I loved the way she tied her lace
I really wanted to buy her wares
How I loved that black Woman and her dog
Her dog
Her dog
Her dog
WHITE WOMAN BROWN DOG
BROWN WOMAN WHITE DOG
I want to have them all beside
The black and blue peat bog
Sha la la late last la de dah
She lost lately low lee la la la di dah
And fizzle - WTF?
—-
I know the science fiction/there are two types of pizza people with natural new systems people without how do you suppose those two steps people
You can use money for love, but you can’t use love for money
EnViral Psychonomics
I’ve been out of the world for seven years I won’t come back. Thinking about John Rawls and all those non practiced based quacks.
It’s along way back from the dog walk to the chamber, but I will not go anywhere I’m powerless and lamer.
-
Every day I write the book with smart pens and smart papers. They
distribute my ideas,
distributed my knowledge,
distribute my ideals
and throw me out of college.
-
What’s mine is yours, what’s yours is theirs, what’s theirs is just nobodies. We’re sharing what we need to keep: Enviral Psychonomics.
Sing: ‘ Enviral Psychonomics, Enviral Psychonomics, Enviral Psychonomics, Enviral Psychonomics, Enviral Psychonomics, repetitive atomics, Enviral Psychonomics’
End
There is an awful lot of shit that passes through your brain whether you like it or not and it needs time to do it. I have made so much time in my head that there is an endless stream of shit passing through it. My head it’s a high volume sewage processing plant.
Adelaide Highway
Well I worked 15 years a plumber then I drove a van and boy
I haven’t seen a real time raise the kids got second hand toys
But now I’ve got Humby and the Adelaide highway
Is full of guys who’re just like me the guilty girls and boys
Coz I ve got a vanguard pension and when I got vaccinated
I left behind the charity and toil that I hated
Now I can live on yield it’s 17 percent
Sounds better if you call it pension we’ve also got a tent
I also bought a field where we can all be pirates
It’s near the down and wield ive planted African style violets
But what I want to tell you
And what I need to say
This song that you’re now humming, been a long dime coming, down the Adelaide highway. Highway 🛣
Ends.
lol Beth Lilian
I’m not Lillian I’m Lily and I’m Gillian I’m BETH I’m not Elizabeth and Bethany and billion off I didn’t like what they told me and I was angry as a slut but I am Lily ben and Billy Billy both
I talking riddles could you say I can’t be united and everybody is on Monday and everyone is shouted the waiters in the field in the corners it would be in the Sandringham Dylan is a meeting in early
I’m Liliana Lilly Beth and Millie both Millie I have any on a billy both Elizabeth
I’m nearly in 1 billion million billion million billion billion Killian until you have 1 million and billion is in the other Willy I’m going to go up
Feeling kind of silly because I gotta new Willie and I’m posh
I’m in a sea of trouble got a website at the double oh my gosh
I like your hair net can I get a job in your laboratory?
Actually I need the laboratory - right now
I’m living on upgrading And I’m lighting think I’m shading and I’m hot hot
Wanna be yr baby because I wanna show you everything I’ve got got
Are used to live in Canada but now I live with chickens in the sun
I went to California so that I could live with Oprah because it’s fun fun
I’m living like a queen and I do like to be seen my Willis done done
—-
What do you keep in the corners of your eye on your throat lump? Did it have somewhere to go did you hold it back was it not wanted? What will you do with it now? Whole exhibition? Start a bank? Maybe you will invest it like the parable?It surely no log of indifference as we see each other passing.
Children Pulling off limbs to see if they really do come back choking on plastic and facemask elastic there is no more starfish in the sea
Unsafe space
I really love soft water when I wash my face
I feel like Gary glitter when he fell from grace
I think I failed the drugs test for the human race
And I hate the photocopier - it’s unsafe space , unsafe space
-
I like to hug my mother and my sisters dog
Last week I got a t shirt to save birds and frogs
From dying in the motorways and human waste
Coz Every service station is an unsafe space, unsafe space.
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Somewhere fine Pandora’s box we’re alright in the world fictive milk Gentils by rights we’re alright in the world got some people to make me I house we’re alright in the world planted Bali in rotation we’re alright in the world i’m going to find the next elevation. take me to Rosetti‘s house I’m gonna find the box I wanna find it I’m going to beat the fields and shoot the grass I’m alright in the world alright in the world that be bass broRight in the world. The beach doing nothing on the beach it’s going nowhere but I’m alright in the world beats the field shoots the grouch bits going nowhere I’m alright in the world. Take me to your environmental margins let me see your sunset I wanna put my hands in your rare breed chicken coop discreetThis green manure is devastating I’m alright in the world I’m alright in the world and this beach going nowhere this beat beat this beat beat beat for this beat is broke I’m alright the world. Rosetti sweaty Betty are you well well well Rosetti sweaty Betty are you well Rosetti sweaty Betty are you well well well Rosetti sweaty Betty are you well this beats going nowhere.
Rosettis Pandora’s box of 1871 was made but list during c.20.. find it!
You’re tolerable
and you’re endurable
whatever can’t be tolerated -
that cannot be curable
so what you are right now is what I’ll love
I had in mind to tell you that
I love you in that plastic hat
and sometimes just to see you here
excites me like you’ve no idea
And even just the sound of you
doing things you like to do
like herding your menageries
or gardening on your hands and knees
Can tempt me into thinking
that each small romantic inKling
should declare the depth of feeling
which has led me to revealing
That:
You’re tolerable
and you’re endurable
whatever can’t be tolerated -
that cannot be curable
so what you are right now is what I’ll love
Gates At The Piper of Dawn
St George
From Hispania Carthaginensis
Came that awful Dacian Gaul
You were not dead
You were not dead
Just five hundred years before
-
So the Golden Legends told us
Catholic Social Media hoards:
There’s a dragon
There’s a dragon
In Silene George endured
-
Now erase him now erase him
Brave Greek Racist
And we’re bored.
-
Rain of fire and fear the idols
Satan hath possessed all but he
3 times death has
Come upon him
Darkness lifted now he’s free
-
Had we voted then for Corbyn
Now bank holidays we would have
Bumper stickers
On our caravans
Praising everlasting George
My mother just died and the laughing emoji... my... continue
Phone Crisalida
Those ottolenghian fools
Ottolenghi dancing
Ottolenghi tools
Ottolenghi not countenancing
Those ottolenghian fools
Ottolenghi tantra
Ottolenghi rules
Ottolenghi bung holstering
Those ottolenghian fools
Oh too lengi to da ling
To this kitchen you can bring
Saudi Arabian soaps and bling
Oh too lenghi too da ling
I’d like a beau. Someone in the know to ask me for my hand. Like I could just give away limbs to anyone who showed me some attention. There’s only one thing for sure. Both halves will decide it. It won’t be over til the final whistle and you know there’s nothing like confidence. Nothing.
Whistle blows.
A schizophrenic piano line divined two distinct tunes, but plays them desiderata by side suggesting cacophony and splitting easy attention.
The brass nameplate was inexpensively moulded in a Times font and nobody was home.
Kangaroos and Dogs
Are barking like your mother
When one whimpers
It’s because
It’s dead but it’s your brother
I’ve got a ghost thing going on
I went to find you but you gone
Can someone take me out tonight?
I’ve a ghostthing going on
What’s left?
A little bit of spoon love
The gnarled common thing
You never knew if it was silver
One hand to another
With love
10 minutes round the boating lake
And the world of difference
Chalks up another
Be kind and baby
Your man is a monster
A friend of Churchill
Binary to the finery
Socialist worker
To Spectacle
Heckle to the metal
Fettle to Seattle
It’s a mess baby
We’re all in a mess
The Helleborus in winter saw us make a Christmas chorus but it wasn’t for us it was for u . Will: you asked for desolation you wanted a division of joy you believed in art not peopleIn yourself man and boy. Maybe hathor, Hermes, icarus or pallus,Or maybe some other asteroid or delivery company - which ever caused the end of the world the soonest would come to your aid on that beach in that place where the light cannot recognise your face. You’re reflective today, only quarter pay, you say: ‘nothing that fits on a belt should cause the end of the word’ and in some random act of hope, you decide to make sense of I all. Every cul de sac, every no throughroad and turning circle. You mean to pigeonhole every red brick er on their chocolate estates and ave the world from its Amazon fate. You don’t give a fuck about DPD,or the other asteroids in Noddys belt.now you just want cash and pigeons are the way to it. You drive on
I know all the right words à la say them at the right times two going to hand in plans for the Catherine apathetic blonde land apathetic cat cat casa cat cat cat cat papa cat stuff up pop pop up up up up up up are up up up up up up up cat crap lap nap nap cat cat tap off up locations applications application cat I’m blonde cat and the cat bland bland home I can’t stand to demand for granted and hold hands some mans land you doughnut you doughnut to stand I dare not ask me do not ask me doughnuts pasty doughnuts ask me do you and garage give me the green read garage to middle white white snow give me the brown brown leaves in a black black row similar to blue sky and sun read read posters to be re-grant system that yellow close toes toast toast goes to the most most houseGoals message to Joolz with the most close toast the ghost with the most close toast ghost horse
Even dying has to be fun and everything about commodities has been said and it doesn’t matter what we talk about it doesn’t matter what we see it doesn’t matter if you believe or you don’t it matters whether you made it fun. I like skinning a rabbit is in a hairdressers full of oestrogen and if you’re not popular you can’t stay. That’s why we have beauty academies and fast food and it’s why your Internet delivered order comesBy sizzle or football or phlegm or dribble or Bunzl or TV or give me a maxi your new
Bit Blocka
I am a world blocking bit
And I hope you understand
That my sense of self importance is
From up on high command
Important’s not my name you see
I’m far beyond just that
Essential to your viable self -
that’s where I lay my hat;
In the only place where you can be
And safely - wearing yours.
These turn key times, when nothing rhymes
And nothing opens doors
Like being me and so, unblocked
We’re living in the now
There is no tyranny of then,
when, if or Bloody How.
Just now and if you feel a bit
Uncomfortable or out of line
Remember what you feel is me,
That bit you felt - was Mine.
Amazing to think of all those songs hiding in simple instruments or in the ruminant hums of makers and players.
Poets and Parts; You’ve got to try and listen without prejudice - you miserable fucking tarts.
Well it’s one furlough for Lincolnshire and one for Liverpool
I might be a Friday night punk
But I am not anybody’s fool
Junk, monk, sunk, bunk, flunk
Spunk, hunk
Well I might be a teacher in a primary school
But I don’t always live by the teachers’ rules
Thursday nights magnolia and top of the pops
But when it gets to friday all the do goodin stops
I tore my tights in Brighton
Sewed my suit up as the boat sunk
The bombs I planted were just to frighten
I got my habit from a plastic monk
Coz I’m a FRIDAY-NIGHT-PUNK
liammurphysblog.com
For The Rev Elation
When I’m filling up your platform with my writing what I need is
Money and respect
Tax and someone listening
Choice for God Elect and
Movement up the listings
When I’m lining out your wallet with my pictures what I want is
The chance to dream
be more than I seem
To join with the others and
Play coach for the team
When I’m telling you all my secrets what I really got to do is
be safe
And be secure
From the ever
Loving poor
Who are massing
at the gates so
Get your e-pike
don’t be late
For the Rev Elation
Some rare sightings on the North Norfolk Coast this year:
A common site was what you saw
A glimpse of them on a far off shore
- not that you knew it then -
But the specimens you met as your arcs related
seemed over intent on having extirpated
your every wholesome thought of - Birdwatchers.
A call went out:
the whole flock departed in SUV's
dusting me, other cars and low lying trees
in a 9000 RPM, sand clouded curve
out of the Norfolk Wildlife Reserve - car park -
texting azimuth and elevation co-ordinates as they went
To sight an African Stork at Morley near Kent....
Gobshites in gabardines.
Ideas re literary glamp site retreat
Use mikes text as an open source screenplay ? Or an O/S version? Peer produced etc...
Weeping Tears of boredom on the rathmines road, in the forests and the deserts of the Lincoln fields. Tears of boredom on the motorways and the services, inside the card at the museum. Tears of boredom in the restaurant and the business that went, tears of boredom on the motorbike, horseback, at the allotment by the bike track. Tears of boredom are what we cry at the people that we see as they pass by our window in their masks with their ever shrinking tasks, tears of boredom by the lake a metre distanced, no one at the wake. Tears of boredom weeping tears of boredom at the tears unwept. Now we’re all behaving and everything’s been swept under the carpet. Carpet tears, warp and weft, tears of boredom. No
Life left.
Mick Christopher kidsing
Hawkeshead cast iron griddle old flat
Real distressed woman in fake distressed jeans seeks Recognition of home and endeavour love packaged and redeliver me back to my life
1
Cold Harbour HB Grace be
Newton Dimbleby and Hornsby
Scott Willoughby
Viking link converter
Threekingham Screed in Tin
and Sleaford. Spondee
Warbling Heckington and Billingborough sweeten Helpringham
Bridgend Hobbling Fin
Donnington
Quadring Gosberton
2
Northorpe Vicarand Parker
Quartering oh Dyke and Wigtoft
Burt off to Lane and Sutton
Sakata passion in Cedar
Richard booth me at the York early music Festival. Walnut Lakes
Mary spices anointing Jesus on the wash Dyke Road
Fosdyke Speed camera
And over the River Welland
To South Holland
Emmett Emmett Emmett Emmett
Holbeach Saint Marks chilled food factory Moulton sees end
Observational - rude ordering in subway
“They’re all just songs” she said
As she stuck the needle in my eye
And then she took it out again
Pulled barbed wire from my nose
“You got to live in the moment boy
You’ve just gotta live for right now”
And here I am again on my own
With a song and a love that nobody can own
Except you might’ve had the choice
Not to focus on your wounds
But you did it again boy
And now the love just consumes…
Garden
They told me this was paradise
Some Sunday porn and other vices
Sent me to a contact centre
Pay per view and paid the the rent y’
Need to come back in to some kind of place
Where the noise; state-Ed toys are not in your face
And it’s Gods and it’s mine
It’s not yours to combine
We’ve got tags on the swine
May the road rage in you
May the road rage in you
But come back to the garden
They told you what was theirs was yours
And gave you hairs to split their chores
You bought a house and your indenture
A bit more paper that only
Meant y
Need to come back ...
And come back to the garden
Song:
Everybody’s Listing
I don’t know why we can’t do words
If everyone was just on it then we’d be black
Listing doin a full entry system
Makin rhymes like a soldier - for eggs
Not like I told ya. Everybody’s listing:
I fell right over on deck
An my captain said I was a heck
Of a sailor, better than that Molly Nailor
She’s the one that do them true stories live
I’ve seen it on her website, pretty pictures
Beehive. That Molly nailor, she’s cool
I ‘d like to —— Molly Nailor
Like a sailor, I’m saying
Molly Nailor
I wanna love you
Pretty young nag
And aaaaaahhhhhh
The difficult thing is not achieving stuff in the world. The difficult thing is achieving stuff and balancing it with your life.
Im making an insane ruction video on how to crack the whip on a wagon hating horse. The first thing I can tell you is you have to love the horse. If you don’t love the horse, there’s just no point. There are many kids of wagon hating horses.
The best place to start is with a few hopeless cases. You’ll soon learn more he rudiments from a pretty young nag who’s never seen a wagon in her life… She’s not for graft and nobody ever threw her so much as a bone. She’ll look at that wagon like it’s the most beautiful thing she’s ever seen and she’ll look at you the same way until you’re spending out cash and your hard earned hitch will never happen. Never hitch to a horse that’s lost nothing. You got no grounds for training and even though it can be done, you have to start out willing to share your whole worldly goods and all your savings. This young horse, never kissed, fucked nor run over will cost you the earth. But give you the moon and stars in good ol’ learning…
After Pretty Young Nag, you might try
Hard
Bathing in the light of whatever it is
I’ve got too many mops
The cockles of my heart
Have said hello
To the angle beads of my mind
All is flat and well.
Let’s make a pebble mill
And trample up the ashes
The bbc was born to kill
Get yr pebbles get yr stashes
Bring you pebbles by the pound
Hurl them up and hurl them down
Breaking down the studio
The emperor is nude you know
Pebble mill
Come on pebble mill
Pebble mill
We need a pebble mill
Coz we’re grinding up them pebbles by the pound
Knowing that from this day forwards we’ll be sound
Everybody’s got video and a you tube channel’s free don’t you know so let’s just
Break it down - we wanna pebble mill
Tear it down - we wanna pebble mill
Things in store things and stuff there is nothing so be a bit up-and-down jumbo things in store things in store things in store Whittingham country Park ski slope Ring Road city centre trousers there is nothing to be sorry about things and stuff things and things and stuff as things in store for things and stuff and the stuff in store for things the stuffing things in this things and stuff in the
Fun living criminals
Truth living Persians
Wagon hating horses
All hate subliminals
Never underestimate the stupidity of a distracted human:
Where are the next generation of old we used to be but now we’re not we are the next generation of old we remember how it was but it isn’t any more where are the next generation of old we cannot believe it we have seen it coming and not recognise that we are the next generation of old and now it’s here and we thought and we spoke and we waited and we did not see for too long we’re old the end
We, at Thickett Provings LLC are experienced consultants to the pharmaceutical industry and can deal professionally with matters of seed and venture funding, equity finance, licensure, distribution and contract management. When approached by two allotment holders from Norwich with an innovative diagnostic test for Covid19 which involved a Nettle Based Rectal Insertion (NBRI) followed by a local rudimentary examination (LRE) which they claimed could be entirely funded by the novel distribution method of using music downloads and a geocached time and location with directions to nettle banks in the locality, we were a little skeptical. But being willing to always consider the far reaches of possibility and go out and beyond any box of accepted wisdom, we said: “Ok, show us”. Marek and Slobodan took us to their allotment at Valpy Road, Norwich, where they had fathomed a basic proof of concept ‘minimal viable product’ in their slightly overheated coraline roofed shed. They were using alcohol to palliate before insertion of a soft distributor ‘soaking hose’ acquired from Roy’s of Wroxham which was crude, to say the least, but after some voluntary testing with already vetted local humans, we were able to establish a basic co-valence of over 78% which would be good enough to apply to WHO for financing of a second round of clinical tests. The secret of Rectal Nettle Insertion is currently being guarded closely for commercial reasons, but Marek and Slobodan have said they will be very happy with a new shed and a replacement hosepipe as they’re all planted up and ready to go for another year.
What’s one weeping fig in a growing global pandemic? Make me analogue again ladylord. Wipe the smog of industry from my guilty brow and show me to your Jubilee. Other underground lines are available - or not. Should I use sunlight, lemons or hot sips? I want you to show me the way back to macrame, rhubarb, long knitted androgynous sweaters and time lord, sorry, lady give me time ladylord. Dr Who 2020.
Sometimes it’s the market talking sometimes the market speaks directly but other times the market uses proxy voices deciphering when the market speaks and when others speak on its behalf is a skill human beings must develop to move beyond post truth. It might be fair to say that there are very few utterances of significance to wide audiences in which the voice of the marketIs not present. In a context and a society which functions without democracy and through the markets in nearly all things it becomes urgent if not a matter of life and death to develop our skills of literacy in knowing when for example so-called issues of identity politics or environmental concerns and global to local movements established ostensibly to further these apparently NobleCauses are in fact proxy voices for capital lead projects. At this stage in the history of late capitalism it would seem for reasons of public safety that our cynicism should know no bounds
Danny BoyGirl (Our Song)
If Im so me and you’re so you
What can we get together and do?
Can we join in matrimony?
Can we join in love?
Can we at least, share a cab from the pub?
You’re not me , I’m not you
We can be them
We can be #metoo
Or me.
So lonely being me
So lonely being me
So lonely being me
What’s it like being you?
Can we sing about it?
Can we join in song?
Can we pay our rent like Leonard said
Does even that go wrong?
It’s time to come together boys
It’s time to join the girls and all the trans
make way for Lola, Dorothy, Doris and debonair Dan
It all makes sense when you sing and we dance.
Oh Danny Boy Girl, the plights, the plights are shining
From you to me to them and back again
But when we share proprietary platforms
Fair use and link tax - are them here or then..?
Large evils somehow get me to go out into small ones until small enough to be desired
The gift of bi location Michael healey Rae
Cultural capital KMP story of little Sambo poor girl it’s link on Facebook angry with the arts Council it’s not just the blacks Just do your own thing less of this picaresque noodling less of thisLet’s look at the proles in the petri dish what an opportunity all go fish mile Cross first council housing titivate me so arousingI’m a middle-class rapper I’d like a happy fucking slapper and I’ve got the clap for you we’ve got all the claps we got the best claps I’m a middle-class rapper I’m a happy fucking slapper
Under the new rules, libraries had to become meeting places. When they circled the wagons, they found nothing else to protect other than outliers; nail bars, eateries, and a landscape strewn with other attention seeking initiatives which sometimes provided basic services, but didn’t know it. Ostensibly, they were about ‘art’. Art in inverted commas. The kind of art that had forgotten its name and its craft. Walking in a city started to feel like browsing the internet for something. Al things were here, except the things you’d forgotten to miss. If you want conversation, toilets, kindness, shelter. advice - buy something. Everyone was tied-in. If you weren’t tied in, you were probably homeless - and that was a shame. Whatever else you might do, do not speak from the heart. That is unforgivable. You must have some awareness. Call out culture was everywhere. Only those who did the calling were clean and if you weren’t calling - you were just inviting doubt. Get busy calling or get busy dying - was a new mantra, which, like the neo-liberal name for the rules of the game, no-one dared speak of. Voldemort was everywhere…. shush.
If you’re wondering who ‘they’ might have been, we don’t know. We choose to believe there were heroes. The joke is about some kind of ‘team human’ who tried to defend human rights and human values and all the great things human culture had invented and tried to protect. Sure, we still had access to the thinkers and philosophers, but no-one had the time. Intellectuals existed, of course, but everyone had forgotten who they were or what they meant, let alone how to read them. The algorithms did most of the work and the worst question anyone could ask (and expect to wait for a response) was ‘why’? Nobody ever asked why anymore, except children - occasionally - and actually, some uncongenial and hidden factor had de-programmed the why out of our kids as well. I never heard a child ask ‘why’? in Late Capitalism. If I hadn’t had the rarest of blood groups and a 90% Sami indian genetic code.
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What if your face was frozen in time
you ask me about my perception
I might see you In tragedy’s scope
trying to un-speak the deception
Venetian blind centre forwards
daemons more fleshy than humans
What if the truth was love in disguise
What if the human is you man?
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Too much too soon and too little too late to ever
Saturday driving through Lincoln listening to maybe something like radio Lincolnshire or perhaps it was kiss Stephen and I don’t know DJ made a comment about somebody who had been to riding be I are a minute to Bait on television something disingenuous and his boys said that we really shouldn’t be running down the IRA he then introduced the song everybody walk the dinosaur which in case anyone had forgotten only a DJWould not begins with the lines boom boom a car lacquer boom boom boom boom Shakalaka boom boom
Union of Puppets
The agreement:
In puppet time, you are finger tipped. Not exactly held, but reminded there are hands if they are needed..
And the strings?
Time has no strings. We do not speak of them.
Learn.
Time may, as your steward, also rotate the shop floor. It will be responsible for re-decorations and changes of company which you will be obliged to look forward to or back upon.
From time to time, you may lease these responsibilities. You may learn to dance and weave your own animations of life and these might make you proud - or not. This, time will allow.
To make such allowances, time has partnered with Space, to provide you with will and motion.
Sub-letting of other functions for purposes of distraction, entertainment, what you may call ‘education’ and comfort (for time’s lease has no inalienable right to suffering, which all must be jointly and severally responsible for maintaining) are fully permitted with no presumption against.
Your rights in all of the above are assured,...
In time.
This agreement will last forever or until the end of time according to whichever comes soonest.
Signed on this day, on behalf of time’s lessor in this union of puppets, by:
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And on behalf of Time, by:
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Welcome to the Union of Puppets,
Yours,
Time
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So one this year’s Christmas lecture is all about economic’s you’ll be startled and delighted to hear no it’s a bit of a curious thing though I’ve got interested in economic’s which will be startled delighted to hear about basically I went to art school were not only do they not teach you about it they actively teach you not to understand it so I’ve had an anti-economic‘s education which might skew the understanding that I might or might not have developed stop soWhat I want to do is not starting the logical place to take her thoroughly Art School approach and start with nail technicians now that’s an interesting term in itself and we could say more about it but I don’t wanna get stuck in the detail other than nail technicians Sheffield screen with oxymoron supply now and I’ll technician is a good example of the growth in what I call more or less entirely useless service sectorJobs to give you some context is a few of us all source within the inner Ring Road Norwich
Motorcycle cleaning services
Nail technician
Dog groomers
Ship builders
Miners
Now okay you might say it’s a bit harsh course we need psychotherapists well yes of this present moment in time we do what a psychotherapist do I listen to people Mona Mona moan about problems in their lives but I really wish I didn’t have socially primary occupation will be one which removes all the problems in their lives and the kind of people who do that call doctors and nurses people are build bridges improve communications teach languages so we can understand each other better and help us to have fun that’s not a psychotherapist so next I might of mentioned that this idea of her monologue was conceived in a conversation between myself and will whereby I would somehow encompass the likely views in a comfy sofa Christmas message hello Ronnie Corbett with certain modifications to give it a harder edge and a dose of realism and maybe reduce the chintzy in an entertainment factor by Ronnie Kray so if you can EmmaImagine these two beside me as I speak in a sort of dialogue whereby I interlude cute those parts of the conversation which are repeatable. Now do you understand Mr Crow Mr Corbett in this particular economic system missed cry that’s what I call a primary producer in that he re-distributed well and I don’t horrible job but usually makes most people happy I was to call but also a primary producer of his own making but I would call a language technicianWho threw an arguable career in comedy sources to think about the kinds of nuances in language that we learnt think about when we were three years old therefore cheered us up no end and we got reminded about it when we were 63 years old nevertheless a primary producer in that he did at least try to make people laugh and cheer him up a bit
In the algorithmic dust and the circulatory confusion of a bloodless Internet the three word slogan is King take back control
