A Pinch of Salt

It’s 7.30am.

‘Reanimator’ – Fields of the Nephilim

BAHGA!

My Nephilim album is ace!

Time for Tech.  What fun, eh, readers? 

My toothache’s back!  It fucking kills!  Go away, Mr Ache, or’se I’ll set the big bad fluoride monster on you.  Okay?  Fuck off, y’basterd! 

See you, mates!  Yo-ho-ho!

Later:

‘Blue Jay Way’ – The Beatles

For no reason whatsoever – other than lust – I half-seriously asked a 14-year-old girl out tonight.  She’s called Elizabeth and I know her from Trianglia.  She said I was too old.  Christ!  What would I have done if she’d said yes?  More to the point, what possessed me to ask her out?  I KNOW I didn’t mean it!  Whacky, aren’t I?

‘Yeyass,’ cries Boris the Spider-Plant.

Actually, tonite, I think I may have gone through a trauma of sorts.  I had a strange ‘mind attack’.  At the Angles, I sat with Bella Murphy and began to feel that it was universally important – and indeed it is – to truly understand life and the other people in it; to find the true self.  The true YOU, i.e. ME, my inner self.  I want to experience the universe, astrally.   I want to feel every point of time, every place in space; I want to feel every sigh, every whisper, every thought, every tear, everything that ever happened/happens/will happen.  And I want to feel it all simultaneously.  The world should be taken with more than just a pinch of salt.

I get too deep, don’t I?  Probably send myself mad.  But once this had all occurred to me, I couldn’t understand why I suddenly felt better about life in general – even though nothing had really changed.

Reaching home, I was thinking so desperately hard about the universe that I broke down in tears.  Dunno why.  Perhaps the universe finally got inside me. 

As well as all that, Betty accidentally knocked my Sgt Pepper album to the floor, shattering it.  20 years on – quite an arty statement I thought, but a broken record nonetheless.  She’s given me some dosh to buy another one…

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