This is absolutely tragic. Really , big picture Gatward. Means to an end, means to and end. It's a small line, not your wife's love.

Time flies, the aged beast he rambles
The road not fit for walkin'
A lantern blue she crosses paths
With eyes without a wonder who
Or care, she worries not who hurries
Mumbles lightly as a clown
And floats on high o'er smoke and nails
With shit like this
Bashed out
Over a lunchtime pancake
To make another million.
It's easy.

I am old enough to be painfully aware of Bobby Dylmans, and all his hacky piss-work. The only people who are impressed by his affected whining have never read an actual poem. I would have arrested him being awful, if I were a police officer, and that was allowed.

Christ. It's like when someone makes a fire, and men all crowd around it.

"Purpose is but a slave to memory, of violent birth, and poor validity." ----------

"The purpose of the law of violence is an effective memory of the birth of a slave."

"Here, there, and everywhere" I'm sure is about the weed too. "Knowing that love is to share?" "Watching her eyes?" "Hoping I'm always there?" Plus there is a very loud bong-watery sound in the background. I'm not imagining this. Am I? Who's THERE!!!

They look as though they are pulling a funny faece. It's enjoyable.

I mean 'why can't people wait until daylight. Actually see IT rather than the Canadian/American lights? Any lights really. I prefer the sun, is there any way of me seeing the sun?

There's nothing more beautiful that taking a spectacular natural wonder, and putting coloured lights all over it. How American. Can you not go without looking at it at night? I'd rather wait.

Beautiful. I wish I was on a wall. But I'm not. They are. Beautiful. It's very Victorian.

'Dummies for babies for dummies'

We used to race special kids in the 30's Back then they were sturdier.

I wish there was the same introduction and then Buddy beating sex pistols to death with his Rickenbacker. Those screeching talentless pricks are responsible for giving every other sneering, arrogant little prick the impression that that surly posturing and spitting at people have anything to do with music. Buddy Holly is 100 times the everything they weren't. And still aren't.

No-one ever dresses their birds or spiders, and I for one, think that's just lazy.

Rumi & Osama
StAugustine & Urban II
Walt Whitman & Dick Cheney
Beethoven & Hitler

The Muslims are getting it in the neck at the moment, and It'll be some other group in 20 years then another 100 years etc, we're all dicks. It's an obvious point, but then I'm pretty simple minded. Also, I used to have things delivered to me using the name "Linzee Splish" I'm just saying.