It is a whirlwind in here



Letters Looking At Life From Here And There


Dear Eustace:

My mind confronts so many intangible truths that you sometimes seem – or is it just hope on my part – to be my only peg of reality.

Have you noticed whenever we finally believe we know the reason for something which happens, it often occurs that the real reasons are exactly the opposite.

Everything walks a line – as narrow as those upon this page – between profound revelation and mindless absurdity.

As I look through my window, the shadows cast through the trees on the next building, take the shape of a French poodle carrying a parasol.

Is even Nature absurd?





Dear Margot:

Nature is nothing but reality, only the intangible can be absurd.

As I’ve said too many times (and why do I repeat myself yet again)

you spend too much effort – and a wasted effort, for how can it be other –

on futile quest and query.

The only truth to be found is in sour milk, or pleasant fornication.

These things are real, these things exist.

Absurdity is kittens playing, or the Prime Minister’s latest speech.

These are the things we look at with amusement or contempt – we know not to expect much from either.

Quit you silly endeavours and join the world which surrounds you.

Don’t enter the world that your head surrounds.

All important answers can be found between someones legs.




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Don’t Get Too Personal With The Madman In The Bakery



“Out, out – out of my way!

“Don’t touch me at all, but do as I say.

“A brush on the arm can cause me harm, when it’s the Brush of Death I’m awaiting.

“Don’t breathe.

“Don’t dare breathe near me.

“Your air – from inside you – coming out at me. How very, very horrible.

“It now has pieces of you, and it will corrupt.

“No, don’t listen to me.

“Stop up your ears and turn away.

“They’re my words and my thought – not to be sold and not to be bought. Out of my mouth from between my teeth.

“Don’t you know how personal that is?

“Allow me, allow me.

“I’ll open the door.

“I’ll let you enter.

“Demand what you want – don’t be afraid to ask. Make them fill your request. I come here for bread, and I come here for cake. You can trust me. Would I lie? They don’t mind me, they’re used to my song. It’s entertainment, you see, and it’s free.

“Chew them up, enjoy them – those muffins look good. I’m  a madman in a bakery, and I know how to eat.”



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