Sunday: my essay and reading both stand happily completed, my Greek verbs are sticking in my head, the world seems to be working once more. There are moments of perfection in one’s life, in one’s work, perhaps even in one’s soul whatever that may be. There’s a beauty to language, something similar to the beauty [...]
Archive for the ‘My Head’ Category
That’s The Kind Of Perfection I Want To Be
Posted in My Head on February 26, 2012 | Leave a Comment »
Things That Go Bump In The Night
Posted in My Head on January 16, 2012 | Leave a Comment »
Something of a restless night, Medoc, I could have sworn something was hammering against the walls but when I woke up fully the noise faded away and only returned once I closed my eyes. There was a rat with a worm devouring it’s brain and it bit my finger and wouldn’t let go so that [...]
Fallout
Posted in Move Along, My Head on August 31, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
Last night I think I may have temporarily gone insane, or at least I was having some thoughts that were out-and-out bonkers. I woke up this morning feeling washed up and after a few minutes I realized that I had completely run out of reasons to get up so I simply lay in bed and [...]
Crowded House.
Posted in My Head on February 15, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
Actually I was going to call this post ‘recurring dream’ but I thought I might have used that in the past, so I’ll leave the title to wordplay obsessives who can be bothered to spend three or four seconds on Google to work out the connection, or Crowded House fans of who’ll get it straight [...]
Medoc, another night.
Posted in My Head on January 18, 2011 | 1 Comment »
Medoc, my dear, these nightmares seem to have picked up in their frequency and their vividness, why a week ago I actually woke from one with a full on cry of fear. I haven’t been jolted out of sleep in such a terrible manner for nearly a decade but it brought back every childish fear [...]
The Curious Thought
Posted in Existentialism, My Head on August 21, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
The indefinable line between being nothing but a child running around in a grown up world and a grown up suddenly lumbering round in the stultifying boredom of an adult society is by and large a matter of personal interpretation. As somebody who still occasionally watches Transformers and drinks orange Squash I guess my views [...]
Out of your head, our home from home.
Posted in My Head on June 14, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Nonsense and meaningless words, symbols that mean nothing without prior attatchment, here’s wishing we were better than we are. This end for no can do, this end for the searching through the sludge and coming up with nothing more than an inability to get anything done. Even talking heavily about what it is you could [...]
In a boy’s dream
Posted in My Head, Uncategorized on April 23, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
This particular time I think I’ve grown up, it is in the lack of school uniform and the setting of a bar that I feel we may have just about managed to move onto the next stage of this interminably dull process of misapproriating ideas until the mental structure they constitute has been diluted enough so [...]
Proximity our defining concept
Posted in My Head, My Heart on June 10, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Last night I reached the conclusion that it is not really a question of proximity, we think that it is but only because our tiny insect like minds cannot comprehend that which exists outside our own sphere of experience. Proximity truly is meaningless, no matter how distant the event it still takes place by denying [...]
The distraction of the mind
Posted in My Head on May 16, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
WARNING: PERSONAL (if you believe in keeping things to yourself then look away now) As maybe you can tell I keep myself informed and I do my utmost level best to keep distracted from doing nothing. The main reason for this would be the thoughts that race through my head in a jumbled, disordered rush, [...]
