All art should be free- as it often already comes at a price. I'm male, working-class and I live in Liverpool. All my work is subject to change. quotations: 'By the way if anyone here is in advertising or marketing... kill yourself... Kill yourself. It's the only way to save your fucking soul, kill yourself.' Bill Hicks 'In an age of universal deceit, to tell the truth is a subversive act'...George Orwell ''Freedom is not when the Master let him go, it was when the Master said ''Yes'' and he said ''No!'' ...Rage Against The Machine: 'If you can't say ''fuck'' then you can't say ''fuck the government'' ' ...Lenny Bruce ' The man's an arse!' ...( HM ) The Mighty Boosh ' “Today a young man on acid realized that all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration, that we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively, there is no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we are the imagination of ourselves''.... Here’s Tom with the weather.'...Bill Hicks everything is in flux... I am Literate, solvent and hilarious. "Reading maketh a full man; conference a ready man; and writing an exact man"... . Francis Bacon ( Carved into and above the entrance of Liverpool's Kensington Library)
She held herself still She, held her self still. And I, recalling her face yet- that with my mouth I forced the enquiry, and argued the pressing to her lips. Like those wants of wishes sated, we had with marbled hurt turned one back against the other. And now that was forever -like the past- both of us going nowhere, always. ....... Loves cooling light For each a time A thing must start A place within replaces. The thing becomes Another's part As time and line it traces. But this shadow That you leave Is cast in backward glances. And this stone The memories remain An aching loss of chances. This empty heart Has yet to fill The crush of empty spaces. .......................... Christianity and other myths She said: ''You forget about the fall back position of Christianity: 'Limbo' According to the Catholic church all souls that had no faith but were without sin- ended up there I envisage a multitude of babies crawling around for eternity crying for their mothers''... ............................. Before the after I'm now nearly bald but once concidered shorn, like now nearly dead not being unborn. I used to be young but now I'm not old, like being informed not being untold. I used to be slight but now I'm substantial, like being skint then becoming financial. ........................
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