Monday, April 16, 2007


Anyone caught speaking it is crazy or ready for jail. So says my guru of song, Mr J Fararr. Me, I marvel at its juxtaposition and indeed, at sychronicity itself. Not much amazes. Much distresses. A few please. Then otherwise? Drab. Why? And why now? It could be climate, or climate change. Perhaps burden of company or location. Otherwse wastrelism. Yadda, yadda, yadda. It's hard to say, hard to tell, hard to listen. For now. Watch for change. Change for watch.


bogged. but here was the last one. you know what? More to come.