posted on October 12, 2010 at 9:44 pm

reflections of my life

the velvet separates inside the nights mouth

the dream takes out its claws

we fall behind and with tender whips we are urged on

heralds scour the plains and the forests searching for something so elusive

my net is empty yet it vibrates with yesteryears trembling tidbits

the sea today reminds one of an orb  it talks in turquoise

elongation of love

cancellation of hate

erudition as her edition

got you some fortune tell her

its a lost world lost immobile

choices are like at a premium

what can you do ? asks a voice in another room

my bass sits in its silvery case grumbling about inactivity

i munch on lollies

a cross between a national treasure n old fraud

the tropic of capricorn where the other one waits

the bermuda triangle shorts out

i am unaligned for now inside this life

people seek to sway your opinion

theres a knock at the door

an indian girl selling electricity

whattya think of that boy krsna ? i ask

oh hes too frickin’ cool ! she says laying out my customer contract

hey girl can you dig vishnu ? i ask

oh yeah hes the most ! she says having me initial each page

i stumble outside and float down neptune st

i bump into bobby smalls who deals some drugs and plays the organ

hes laughing in his lincoln green hood and nodding gently

hey smallsy  i say from underneath my headphones pumping david neil

the twilight is unsettling as it enters from the wings

from the wings of a huge black bird which is in itself what we call space

i hear people all around in the chatter we are receiving

nothing comes up when i type in my code

its cold down here by the lagoon infested dragon

some small gulls leave the scene crying mournfully

sudden piercing pain in my head almost blindsides me

in white hot agony some apollo appears

oh i better go to bed

20 Responses to “seared seer”

  1. avatar
    BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 12 October 2010 at 11:08 pm #

    That was very intriguing. “from the wings of a huge black bird which is in itself what we call space”- Friggin brilliant !!!!

    Get some sleep and ur dreams will energize you to take on the day when you r awaken.

    AsAlways,
    BrokenToysAndHeros
    Darrin K.

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    BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 12 October 2010 at 11:20 pm #

    SK-
    on a recent blog, Christina suggested a band called “a place to bury strangers” , and a few songs from their debut album in 2007. I have to totally agree with her. They do sound like ‘the church’ from 1981-1985. There is no doubt that you had a huge impact on this band. I used amazon to find song samples and now i am getting their entire catalog to date. I also agree in the suggestion for u, and all, to take a listen- very interesting.

    Darrin K.

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      Stephen | 14 October 2010 at 6:49 am #

      Listened to some samples and read some reviews. Somebody said to maybe label them as ‘hard shoegazer’. The image made me snigger

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        Christina | 14 October 2010 at 11:03 am #

        Hi Darrin,
        Yeah, APTBS are amazing – only recently discovered them even though they’ve been around for a while.
        Now they’re my new favourite band and like you, I’ve been inspired to purchase their entire back catalogue.

        Hard to pigeon-hole them – amonst other things they’ve been branded New York City’s loudest band, “shoe-gaze”, experimental, psychadelic and space-rock.
        But “hard shoegazer”….what the hell does that mean?
        Yeah, I reckon they’ve listened to a fair few Church albums in their day.
        “Strictly Looks” is another of their songs that could easily have come off an early Church album.

        Three of their best are In Your Heart, Missing You and She Dies.

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    neptune | 13 October 2010 at 1:28 am #

    “the sea today reminds one of an orb it talks in turquoise”

    My fave colour, in all shades & hues …. aquamarine, turquoise, peacock blue – light and dark; pastel or bright, it doesn’t matter …. it soothes my soul and speaks of tranquility.

    Love today’s blog — very nice. Thank you

    (hope you are keeping all these for your new book.) 😉

    Have a nice week!

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    . | 13 October 2010 at 1:51 am #

    the world infinite as the mind’s eye, wide
    intuition like memories paint the autumn sky
    embrace your many gifts, please don’t deny
    let them guide you both morning and night
    don’t be afraid when the feeling is right
    warn yourself, help others, you’ll be just fine
    pieces together, fall apart, find the right time
    the show’s just started, hear the rhythm and the rhyme
    under a milky way where the stars twinkle and shine
    the soul steady, armor ready, heart, body, align
    sanctuary from calamity, no need to fight
    this gaze into the past, present, future…what a sight
    the notes fly along the horizon like birds in flight
    watch them sing, a musical symphony if just for tonight
    saw my mother sitting in a rocking chair after number five
    knew she’d be there before I even saw her, smiling and tired
    that was some time ago, a souvenir from the cycle of life
    saw the guitarist at the nation’s capital, the house of white
    knew he’d be taking pictures, talking to some of those girls & guys
    the details are fuzzy, but I knew it would happen like it was in rewind
    as she sat on the sofa in the light of the cathode ray’s shine
    i saw the joining of us together along the infinite line
    gazing into the black sky, city of seven hills, dead and alive
    friends & brother watching celestial bodies to our surprise
    wonder and amazement in slow motion, real time like it was divine
    never will I understand the details, nor will I deny
    beginning or the end or nowhere in between, night sky
    are we there, light?

  5. avatar
    davem | 13 October 2010 at 4:23 am #

    “a cross between a national treasure n old fraud”

    That made me laugh. We do treasure you!
    x

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    dwellingwell | 13 October 2010 at 6:05 am #

    When the girl is asked about Vishnu, instead of having her say “He is the most” I would change it to :”He is the most-est”. I think they used that word in Gidget. Maybe in reference to “Moondoggy”. Not sure

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    nylon burning | 13 October 2010 at 1:36 pm #

    hi hi hi ..listen some cat named erskine shows up the door lassa week screamin how es names been changed ,.. how its all still the same ,.. still I say “Erskine eh..?” how,dyo spell that….? …”C A T u L LUS” he says .. ” Are you A Night Friend “? i says ” yeS e says ” ive been seepin through the mirrors fer months “..I says ..”weve been waitn fer you lad …

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      Anonymous | 14 October 2010 at 5:52 am #

      and the Asrai can now play in the light without fearing their fade – that lad he’s too fabullus!

  8. avatar
    princey | 13 October 2010 at 8:45 pm #

    Things are getting better I see 🙂
    Hope u continue this one,
    love Amanda

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    Wilfred Paradise | 13 October 2010 at 10:02 pm #

    SK – just keep pluggin long, man, do what you love, who cares about the rest, it will work out for the better – don’t set your sights too low, or you’ll run out of things to do – ah, ah, – wilfred paradise

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    lily was here | 13 October 2010 at 10:38 pm #

    “an indian girl selling electricity” , the sea talking turquoise – one line, a random thought, is all it takes to form a dream x

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    dwellingwell | 14 October 2010 at 5:46 am #

    Darrin, you were talking about the nasty potions that numb the Soul. Good you left them. These days it seems like just about everybody is on this stuff. It is scary and disturbing to deal with people that are “Hollow inside”. The album version is better, but it isn’t on youtube. Pete Shelly is a fave of mine. Very clever and alive
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UHnhxgWvqv4

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    dwellingwell | 14 October 2010 at 6:25 am #

    Someone should hire me to write about Rock lyrics. Instead I have to work at The Onion Ring factory. Anyways . For all of you Buzzcocks fans:These are some lyrics from “I don’t mind” :
    “Realities a dream, a game in which I never seem to find out just what I am, I don’t know if I’m an actor or ham a shaman or sham but if you don’t mind, I don’t mid… I’m lost without a clue, so how can I undo the tangles of these webs I keep weaving , I don’t know if I should get believing this empty perceiving ,but if you don’t mind..I don’t mind
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P_RtJO2q5lE
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oTJyg0VyBMU

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    dwellingwell | 14 October 2010 at 9:59 am #

    gotta stay on topic. I can relate to companies trying to sell you their stuff. I once kept getting calls from The San Francisco chronicle newspaper. They wouldn’t leave me alone. Finally when they called again, I told them that it was not my place and that I would put them on the phone with the guy renting the house. I went into this completely slow gone character :”Hello. what’s your name? You sound nice . I would like to read that newspaper. Will you teach me to read ?” They never bothered me again

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    hellbound heart | 14 October 2010 at 8:53 pm #

    with tender whips we are urged on……fine line between pleasure and pain there….

    love always…..

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    SumashtDilovf | 17 October 2010 at 2:04 pm #

    The genius chained to the official table, should die or go mad, in the same way, as the person with a mighty constitution at sedentary life and modest behavior dies of an apoplectic seizure.

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    dwellingwell | 18 October 2010 at 11:33 am #

    The curse of the cursed


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