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It is the logic of our times,
No subject for immortal verse-
That we who lived by honest dreams
Defend the bad against the worse. - Cecil Day Lewis
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Procrastination level about OU assignment due tomorrow: random villanelle mashups... (a weird amount of them work).

Plath y Keese
The crack is moving down the wall. I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; Defective plaster isn't all the cause. I lift my lids and all is born again. We must remain until the roof falls in. (I think I made you up inside my head.) It's mildly cheering to recall The stars go waltzing out in blue and red, That every building has its little flaws. And arbitrary blackness gallops in: The crack is moving down the wall. I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. Here in the kitchen, drinking gin, I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. We can accept the damndest laws. We must remain until the roof falls in. (I think I made you up inside my head.) And though there's no one here at all, God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade: One searches every room because Exit seraphim and Satan's men: The crack is moving down the wall. I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. Repairs? But how can one begin? I fancied you'd return the way you said, But I grow old and I forget your name. The lease has warnings buried in each clause. We must remain until the roof falls in. (I think I made you up inside my head.) These nights one hears a creaking in the hall, I should have loved a thunderbird instead; The sort of thing that gives one pause. At least when spring comes they roar back again. The crack is moving down the wall. I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. We must remain until the roof falls in. (I think I made you up inside my head.)
April 2, 2025 at 8:11 PM
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Most blissed out percussionist ever.
March 8, 2025 at 12:14 AM
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A Twitter thread: @mpopv quote a screenshot with the comment: "You bold awake in a dimly lit server room. You are not offline. It is October 29, 1969. You are Leonard Klienrok, and you have changed your mind. Computers must never be networked. --- The first comment in the screenshot is from @elonmusk, it reads: I love @realDonaldTrump as much as a straight man can love another man. The second is from @ye: IM A NAZI The third: @realDonaldTrump - I will be signing an Executive Order next week ending the ridiculous Biden push for Paper Straws, which don't work. BACK TO PLASTIC!
February 8, 2025 at 1:12 AM
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The allotted function of art is not, as is often assumed, to put across ideas, to propagate thoughts, to serve as example. The aim of art is to prepare a person for death, to plough and harrow his soul, rendering it capable of turning to good. Touched by a masterpiece, a person begins to hear in himself that same call of truth which prompted the artist to his creative act. When a link is established between the work and its beholder, the latter experiences a sublime, purging trauma. Within that aura which unites masterpieces and audience, the best sides of our souls are made known, and we long for them to be freed. In those moments we recognize and discover ourselves, the unfathomable depths of our own potential, and the furthest reaches of our emotions.” - Tarkovsbloke.
February 3, 2025 at 11:47 PM
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FFS past self-as-a-blogger I was only trying to find out who did J'traîne des pieds.
January 16, 2025 at 1:45 AM
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Currently still OK, when this webcam ( explore.org/livecams/zen... ) is panned towards the pier they will be pretty much directly below the line of sight...
January 9, 2025 at 9:43 PM
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Stirling too, normally this would be a view of the Wallace Monument...
Photo of a snow covered road viewed through two stone gate pillars a field the other side of the road fades to white as the snow reduces visibility.
November 23, 2024 at 9:00 AM
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June 30, 2024 at 7:15 AM
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Even though they've been colluding with the cat to make sure I only average 4 hours sleep a night with their loud excavations, Mole Plough Division would be a great name for a Hanatarash cover band.
April 25, 2024 at 6:44 AM
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Package from Jacobin just arrived: doubling the size of my collection of a very specific type of commemorative media...
The book "The Good Die Young" - a collection of essays about Henry Kissinger, and the CD "In Memoriam Margaret Thatcher" by Chumbawamba are pictured with the envelopes they came on of a red painted slatted wood shelf.
February 20, 2024 at 11:45 AM
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October 31, 2023 at 7:40 PM
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Sometimes I wonder if the assorted current ST writers get a bit miffed about people wilfully misinterpreting certain core constructs of the canon...
Screenshot from Star Trek Lower Decks showing the purple haired dude watching a Ferengi tv series called 'Cop Landlords'.
October 7, 2023 at 12:24 AM
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Anyhoo, why not a Halloween goat thread? All your favourite Halloween goat pictures, please share.
October 2, 2023 at 7:24 PM
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Watching this thread closely, baffedledly.
October 2, 2023 at 6:44 PM
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September 14, 2023 at 11:04 PM
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September 12, 2023 at 11:19 PM
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August 16, 2023 at 2:31 PM
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Umm just to be clear, not dissing CW, I love their shows.
August 6, 2023 at 2:27 AM
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I miss the old CW (circa 14c) shows...
August 6, 2023 at 2:05 AM
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Hello everyone!

I'm a bunty and am no longer permitted to do event photography.

[Still, everyone agreed that Mrs. Haversham's garden party at the vicarage was a delight, and positively the highlight of the season.]
A black and white photo of a group of semi-naked, and on average semi-bald, people raising their hands as if in pitiful supplication to a deity that is oblivious to their cries. A black and white photo: in the foreground, a person, dressed in little more than a loin cloth, lies on their back miming the tortoise from Bladerunner. Behind them a couple are doing the robot dance. A black-and-white photo, of a group of three people, apparently walking from left to right. The person in the centre is carrying another in their arms, the one being carried seems a bit out of it. A black and white photo of an air-drying laundry party. Not content with waiting for the laundry to dry naturally these people are flapping it around.
August 3, 2023 at 8:19 AM