portion sizes. exceptional cases. personal nutritionist. no one is going to know your body like you do. so you had better pay attention. are you going to cut out your own jaw and replace it with another machine fashioned? i am all for universal healthcare, but we need to desperately change the philosophy of health for profit. the investment is in a healthy community.
the attitude people have to animals round here strike me as queer. love the bastards to death. be it a diabetic cat or bargain basement priced pig. feed one to the other and start again. mad foot in cow mouth.
i have got to get myself back onto the cloud. lovely innit to be living with someone. always there for their weakest moments to say something. we are not slapping each other yet. still laughing about it. for how much longer is indeed the suspense of the ride.
just let me check the state of the Fußbodenheizung. for some reason this room is not warming up. ridiculous. i am just going to pop into the next room and have a look at the ventil.
for a lot of money you can get what you think you want. but it wont last. it will be gone. or you will have to maintain it. if you can. very few are in the know these days. throw it onto the junk heap and get a new one. no need to be saving your for a rainy day or pension with the negative interest all sectors are telling you to live for today and forget about tomorrow. we are all going up in flames anyway on this snowed in december day. back to work.
are you still looking at engines?
just perusing what is out there.
sounds like killing time.
big american trucks come out here to pasture.
is that the prophet leaving the body? i cant tell. could be a false one. if i cannot know for sure then i will simply have to empower it with belief. yes! yes! the prophet is leaving the body!
i love the keys on that live version. sets it apart from all the studio takes. edgy. catches me out every time waiting for the hard bass line to come in but it never does.
take your time alone. let it well up inside of you as if it will always be like this. then breakfast with the first that fits. wear the other out like water on stone. and when it does not fit any more come to me and tell me all about it.
i put my hand in yours and you laughed. russel didnt flinch opposite joaquin. i stopped listening to the boys. unless it came to machines. rarely did.
getting straight to business chasing the dollar leading the market setting the trend little effort maximum effect tease out the extra virgin drop let it flow and wring out the last tear
the final flight before i lock myself into the long haul of short days and long nights. i will push productivity into the mind and keep the body fit with exercise instead of labour. planning dissecting optimizing paper is patient. scissors tear through the soft machine.
the rain and snow in the shitty days as well as the good ones makes me feel courageous to be turning the brain on and knocking it up a notch even when darkness shrouds the mind. i navigate in the fog guiding the animals up the hill and they help me working outside when i do not want to be out here. they want to be out there every day and that is why they work so well. i take the poisons off the land; an excruciating affair of identification, extraction and eradication. between the legs the day pours out of the darkness and sets itself down yonder by the minor key.
reworking the material have you tuned out or tuned more sharply in? let them drop outs pick themselves up from the floor this is where we ask for more from the reader than the quotidian drip fed buzz headlines over toast and coffee. dj spin and polyrhythm headaches are just the beginning of a good time in this word tumble. expand with the universe grow a toe trace a line of flight.
come here to your daddy and explain yourself.
no no i can't.
it's okay that you cannot. you do not know yourself.
i don't?
what is an explanation anyway? how would that help?
some customers will argue and discuss the bill as if the prices on the menu were some kind of negotiable opening offer. others will simply tell you that the bill is wrong, that they could not have possibly drunk and eaten all that. i am not a drunk, i do not over eat. this bill does not compute with my über life. i have put so much work into this figure and lifestyle, this bill means i would have to start all over again. this is not me. this is not happening.
the train is pulling out of the station heading towards the clinic. in a couple of minutes i will get out and walk across the parking lot. then i will cross the road, take a sharp left and continue along the road a few minutes only to cross back over the road. i will greet the romanians having a smoke at the front door and clock on. upstairs i will put my lunch, roast pumpkin pockets, into the fridge and make myself an orange zest and ginger root tea. taking the tea into the changing room i will put it aside to cool whilst slipping into the overalls. protected from the day's work ahead and tea in hand i will go into the workshop, open the window and look out at the ship builders next door as i sip my cuppa until the boss arrives. he will turn on the radio.
i have to be somewhere so i might as well be here close to you, but when you keep moving one of these days i am going to still be here no longer close to you. so, unless you stop moving, this is how it will go. i know i have legs, but those knees baby are just going to go. they will be painful to move. you know we are alway in movement going around the sun. is that not enough for you baby? must we always be on the run?
at the bottom of a hill with an eighteen degree south face gradient.
who gives a shit about these notes. we are talking taste. we are not going to make something drinkable, we are going to make something delicious.
that would be the aim.
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