posted on December 7, 2011 at 6:53 pm

reinstate

june 1

the island at first appears uninhabited

lazy game roam the fields

strangely the insects leave me alone

i wonder where the others are

i wonder why we have been sent here

today i had a dream that today was just a dream

as the moon slowly turns over in the sky

the cry of some sun set into a sky

studded starred in inkiness violet swirl’d

i remember how small we all are

how very very small

i notice sublime submarine frescoes in tiny rockpools

in soft warm rain i pass through like my ghost

i notice reeds on river banks bobbing in the wind

there is no wind

i hear natures undercurrent of photosynthesis

the ferns absorb sweet light with a slight sigh of pleasure

the trees and vines hasten towards the divine as tho on a line

the drip drop drip of moisture in a cave

the crackle of last years fires

the girl beckoned to me or i seemed to think

a brown skin angel in azure tidal streams

she speared among the razor reefs with delicate tread

she moved along the beach then gone into the whirling air

the trees i have never seen before the bark is golden hued

the leaves flap and bend in the wind

yet there is no wind

i wander beyond the wrecks i have seen

the water is shallow but the sand sucks men under

i shiver sometimes i long for hot water

once i lay in a bath marbled and deep water warm

filled with scented soap shaped flowers and oriental oils

i ate toast and drank coffee in a cosy little cafe

the lawns were all minted the houses were flowers

the people seem like giants so ago they are to me now

i have no thirst but loneliness which blooms here wild

my hands are number than one ever could be 2 again

my fingers holding up something against the sky

then let it all begin

everything

 

 

23 Responses to “excerpt from the time being diaries”

  1. avatar
    Meg | 7 December 2011 at 7:53 pm #

    Lovely!

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    eekie | 7 December 2011 at 8:09 pm #

    I think I would wonder if I was dead.
    It doesn’t seem unpleasant — except for the lack of hot water and that sand — but knowing (or even wondering) I was dead would be quite a head trip.
    Then again maybe it’s just a dream.

  3. avatar
    Craig Miller | 7 December 2011 at 9:28 pm #

    Been a while since I’ve posted. I’ve moved to London. Been here about 6 weeks and really enjoying it. Anyone know a good yoga studio in Putney?

    Sounds like some great shows happening in Oz. Wish I could be there.

    Craig Miller

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    BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 7 December 2011 at 10:23 pm #

    Breathtaking !!!
    You will never peek…maann !!!

    Have a trippnthe fantastic kinda day…

    AsALways,
    Dazza

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    . | 7 December 2011 at 10:26 pm #

    endless possiblity is in that world
    we don’t count birthdays anymore
    you’re as young as you ever were
    or old enough to no longer thirst
    for the forbidden things of this earth
    or whereever you may be, boys and girls
    jump from island to island, let’s go first
    and find what It is we’re looking for

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    Freddie | 7 December 2011 at 11:28 pm #

    It certainly feels like that dream state. Seems quite peaceful, at least you don’t seem to have populated it with monsters chasing you about and all manner of dreadful things except for the loneliness.

    I enjoyed reading your words this morning. Now I go make my way through the warm autumn rain down to Macon. It rained all day yesterday, all night last and is still at it.

    Peaceful dreams to you Timebeing. ♥

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    Freddie | 7 December 2011 at 11:33 pm #

    Wait, I just noticed in the photo that Timebeing has acquired a transporter?!! Why don’t ya beam over here and sing me a song before I go…I can pay ya. I have *searching pockets* eighty-three cents!

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    andy | 8 December 2011 at 4:32 am #

    photosynthesis has never been so sexy!

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    Kraig | 8 December 2011 at 12:35 pm #

    Your Sir Kilbey made my day a World away!

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    Waratah | 8 December 2011 at 9:35 pm #

    Hey kilbey,
    The church playing 10 mins from home tonight and I’m not there, what a weird feeling. At least we got tix for enmore next week.
    Ps if you staying overnight and need a swim in the morning, there’s a lovely bunch of oldies meet at Terrigal surf club at 8.45 for a 9.00 swim, you are most welcome. Cheers

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    Ingrid | 9 December 2011 at 9:23 am #

    What a great morning. It is a Beautiful day and I’m playing the new Isadore – amazing, exquisite and pure perfection. I’m totally blown away by this album it is stunning.

    Thank you for being the ever creative, inspiring individual you are and also for being so gracious with your fans.

    An absolutely brilliant show too last night xxx

  12. avatar
    smoqueed | 9 December 2011 at 9:23 pm #

    Sigh…

    I’ve missed you Mr. K
    <3

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    Cocoamo | 10 December 2011 at 10:56 am #

    Love the whole dream, but especially the whirling air.

    Wish I could come up with words to describe the way the wind buffets here on the beach (and there IS wind).

    Thanks for the little head trip.

    Your Friend in Pennsylvania
    (Now in Cocoa Beach)

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    Once | 10 December 2011 at 1:05 pm #

    ONE

    I walk into the future
    Mondrian visions in my head
    The diocese says
    You can’t go there
    But it’s December, so
    I am allowed into Jericho
    Oh, the souls
    Screaming my name
    Touching them brings remembrance
    God, I’d do it all again
    To save you
    And the men in celestial cities cry out
    And the men debate bout the with and without
    And meanwhile
    The souls continue to cry
    Oh Jericho, you’ve never heard of me
    Fleece, just a lamb
    You still don’t deserve me, and I
    Drifted into this night
    With a meaning, with a light
    Don’t tell me it’s all absurd
    Give a word
    Just one
    Singular nod, to
    The death of us all
    Just one
    Clear reaction
    Death is in fashion, and
    I’ll get there soon enough, tough
    But for this time
    Let me be one
    The souls continue to cry
    Is it sadder to die
    Or live?

  15. avatar
    Once | 10 December 2011 at 2:43 pm #

    There is no wind in dreams…unless of course you pass wind, which is unfortunate for your bedmate!

  16. avatar
    Surreal Eskimo Boy | 10 December 2011 at 2:50 pm #

    beautiful. truly. for a moment it left me dreaming today was a dream but there really was wind so guess i must have been awake.

  17. avatar
    Heather Daydream | 11 December 2011 at 10:10 am #

    Classic Time Being. A time stilling alliterative reverie. I always enjoy the way you get micro on plants.

  18. avatar
    colette | 11 December 2011 at 10:13 am #

    Received: 1 Life Somewhere Else. Shouldn’t’ve.

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    Heather Daydream | 11 December 2011 at 1:06 pm #

    oh and for os readers, here’s more Kilbey from todays Sydney Morning Herald online (newspaper)

    http://www.smh.com.au/entertainment/music/steve-kilbey-reflects-on-aussie-greats-20111208-1ol11.html?comments=25#comments

  20. avatar
    hellbound heart | 15 December 2011 at 6:07 pm #

    need to visit this place more often……
    love always…


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