November 22, 2009

From Space

Procumbent to be alone would be paradisiacal a walled garden,
solipsistic pause when no-one sees you facing the wrong way
and there is no other waiting no gaze, a state only achieved in
the morning shower before the regular routine of work.

Genius, Novel and Thoughtcrime

As mentioned in the previous blog, my focus has been away from public activity, while there’s been a lot going on. Now more settled, Barce...