4 January, 2010
how’s it going. so, so. don’t think much of it. we hadn’t had much in the way of meaning so far. a few headings, some cryptic mutterings, not much so far to look at. a sponge and a breadroll should be able to do more and make a difference. not a word about the miserable and afflicted but many publications ignore them, just too unpleasant. there are, of course, popular miseries, which go well with the crowd, which the crowd can relate to, not too much goo, no oozing sores, that wouldn’t be good, the children would ask questions. most, however, are not of that type and plain uncomforable, understandably one does not want to hear about it.
but there is chewing gum on the pavement. yes there is, plenty. but that’s a daft thing to say. you could find something in it though.
the Book of Sponge and Others.
annabloom.
daft so far
- kindness of strangers
- some lives are worse than others but the stories are all the same
- anything is good for something in the end
- we don’t like days and are at odds with nights
- inflate or deflate or put on another show
- egg and a query
- come to mention it a melody sounds like the other
- a legend is born
- somewhere would be something else now
- the trail of art