posted on April 12, 2007 at 8:36 am

and i walked for miles and endless miles
until i came to the edge of the city
where the great magyar kings waited
dressed in mail n winged helmets
dark n terrible they were to behold
mounted on great chargers
with their retinues of warriors and advisors
and one looked down from his black horse
and summoned me
and i donned my chafing armour
and my faded tunic
my broadsword n axe
swung myself aboard my mount
and we rode for miles through forests full of unclean spirits
over swamp n plain
in the heat of the sun
under the cold silver moon
we came to villages
and slew the men
and ravished the women
and burnt the houses down down down
at night we slept under stars
and bedded down with snakes n beetles
and we marched to rome n jerusalem
and we marched upon infidels n christians
always the smell of blood
and the horses
and the fear
and the sound of the laughing wind
and the lamentation of the widows we had made
the sound of skulls being cracked open like eggs
the groan of slaves
the whip
the harsh orders of the kings
and i saw myself one day
as i knelt to drink from a still pool
and my face was old and weatherbeaten
my eyes n cheeks hollow
my hair n beard tangled n lousy
my fingernails caked with dried blood
my dead n tired eyes staring back
my eyes that have seen such things
undimmed by tears
unable to cry anymore
i hear my voice
in some other tongue
in some foreign language
my croaky dried up voice
my whispering sibilant voice
and it says
some other way
some other way
some other way

41 Responses to “sks hungarian vision in the wilderness”

  1. avatar
    zebob | 12 April 2007 at 9:09 am #

    Great vision, but I had to look up “sibilant.”

  2. avatar
    Anonymous | 12 April 2007 at 9:54 am #

    Why you make me so sad, so teary sk? It must be a European thing.
    Love always,
    Amanda
    P.S. Good luck for tonights gig, I’m sure your voice and words will come flowing back when you hit that stage, wish I was there dammit!

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    Anonymous | 12 April 2007 at 9:54 am #

    Ahhh….a better day 2day was wondering how your wanderings were…we hada quick visit with Joycie and Monored and co now getting ready to visit Victoria and climb Mt. Buffalo with bubsy and big kids….lovely to see you the other day…as always x Amy Jane

  4. avatar
    malcolm arkey | 12 April 2007 at 10:04 am #

    and with his heavy axe slung around his sinewy shoulders he became…A Warrior on the Edge of Time.

  5. avatar
    Daberhasher | 12 April 2007 at 10:42 am #

    i too had to look up sibilant, after just reading it elsewhere for the first time yesterday… again!!!
    the vision sounds strong, rolling with the endorphins and all…
    without evil, there can be no good…
    your awareness makes you different from the folks who are fucking pricks EVERYDAY, you mercurial bastard…
    it’s a glorious and horrible struggle, innit guv…

    with love,
    erik

  6. avatar
    veleska1970 | 12 April 2007 at 10:43 am #

    for some reason this blog made me think of the poem “carthage” from your “earthed” book.

    that has always been my favorite poem from that book. and you know, 20 years later, i still get goose bumps from it. a masterpiece.

    have a good show this evening!!

    lotza love……

  7. avatar
    Music | 12 April 2007 at 11:55 am #

    Listen also with the ears of the heart

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    ...being here, doing this... | 12 April 2007 at 11:57 am #

    a voice
    a literal voice starts up
    in my head
    “it aint gonna work!”
    it says it to me over n over
    as i put the bits in place
    “it aint gonna work”
    and then
    “smash it!”

    you have a very good intuitional system!

    you can use this to your advantage if you understand what is happening here.

    part of you wants to release negativity…and in so doing, is drawing negative emotions from within to the surface

    when someone chooses to release negativity, they may experience an increase in the level and frequency of negative emotions as it is being released into consciousness

    it is a process that demands attention and resilience

    use your intuitional warning system to prepare for future events such as this.

    when you first hear these thoughts…resolve then and there not to act on them…but, instead, to allow yourself to FEEL the full pain of the emotion which is being released…without allowing it to manifest in a destructive manner

    the process of release can be painful and difficult…but you have endured much worse in the past, so you will be able to endure this

    view each reoccurence of negativity as an opportunity to release negativity from your own energy system without contaminating the energy systems of others

    this will enable you to release the negativity without creating more negative karma for yourself

    use your meditation, yoga, chi gong, breathing techniques to help you through difficult times

    it is not a sign of weakness to experience powerful anger like this

    it is a sign of strength to be strong enough to release it without negatively affecting others

  9. avatar
    Anonymous | 12 April 2007 at 1:17 pm #

    i hope you had a long long long walk

  10. avatar
    Symon | 12 April 2007 at 1:37 pm #

    wow..the imagery…the reality of your words. Like I could reach out and touch the events you describe.

    love to see you write some fictional short stories SK. hows about it ? Have a great show tonight…each one is precious I know…but each one is a step back closer to playing in Melby town.

  11. avatar
    Trickster | 12 April 2007 at 1:45 pm #

    how many blogs have you written now?

    almost 500…?

    yesterday’s stands out from all the rest:

    reassuring

    &

    hopeful

    that jesusbuddahlucifer forgive

    fallen angels & ratbags alike

  12. avatar
    Anonymous | 12 April 2007 at 2:27 pm #

    listened to Unearthed last night after taking one tiny little hit of 10x Salvia. Holy Lord!

    here in NC

  13. avatar
    Cee | 12 April 2007 at 3:16 pm #

    Time Being relating his Time Travels and we are the passengers…

  14. avatar
    Brien Comerford | 12 April 2007 at 3:24 pm #

    I am so fortunate to read the blog of such a talented rock star and profound thinker. When Steve Kilbey decides to publish the best of “The Time Being” it will be one of the most enlightened books to ever be published.

  15. avatar
    stealthblue | 12 April 2007 at 3:52 pm #

    Nice one. “skulls cracked open like eggs”…interesting. I almost felt like doing that on my desk this morning!

    I just heard about Kurt V.’s death yesterday…all the classics are moving on I guess.
    Here’s to Kurt: CHEERS AND THANKS (Clink!)
    I always liked him, in fact he was really one of the first authors(American) I really “got in to” as a younger person, along with Mark Twain (go figure) and Ernest K. Gann. What an amazing life Kurt had though, kind of tragic really…but I guess that is what contributed to his writings.
    Ah well, I’d say 84 years is not too bad of a spell on Earth.
    P+L to all…

  16. avatar
    Anonymous | 12 April 2007 at 4:14 pm #

    4 SK & Marty & Peter & Tim
    *******************************

    Dearly beloved
    We are gathered here today
    2 get through this thing called life

    Electric word life
    It means forever and that’s a mighty long time
    But I’m here 2 tell u
    There’s something else
    The afterworld

    A world of never ending happiness
    U can always see the sun, day or night

    So when u call up that shrink in Beverly Hills
    U know the one – Dr Everything’ll Be Alright
    Instead of asking him how much of your time is left
    Ask him how much of your mind, baby

    ‘Cuz in this life
    Things are much harder than in the afterworld
    In this life
    You’re on your own

    And if de-elevator tries 2 bring u down
    Go crazy – punch a higher floor..

    If u don’t like the world you’re living in
    Take a look around u
    At least u got friends

    U see I called my old lady
    4 a friendly word
    She picked up the phone
    Dropped it on the floor
    (Sex, sex) is all I heard

    Are we gonna let de-elevator
    Bring us down
    Oh, no Let’s Go!

    Let’s go crazy
    Let’s get nuts
    Let’s look 4 the purple banana
    ‘Til they put us in the truck, let’s go!

    We’re all excited
    But we don’t know why
    Maybe it’s cuz
    We’re all gonna die

    And when we do (When we do)
    What’s it all 4 (What’s it all 4)
    U better live now
    Before the grim reaper come knocking on your door

    Tell me, are we gonna let de-elevator bring us down
    Oh, no let’s go!

    Let’s go crazy
    Let’s get nuts
    Look 4 the purple banana
    ‘Til they put us in the truck, let’s go!

    C’mon baby
    Let’s get nuts
    Yeah
    Crazy

    Let’s go crazy

    Are we gonna let de-elevator bring us down
    Oh, no let’s go!
    Go crazy

    I said let’s go crazy (Go crazy)
    Let’s go, let’s go
    Go
    Let’s go

    Dr. Everything’ll be alright
    Will make everything go wrong
    Pills and thrills and dafodills will kill
    Hang tough children

    He’s coming
    He’s coming
    Coming

    Take me away!

    (By Prince & The Revolution)

    Listening without judgement…peace b with u.
    Anon.

  17. avatar
    Krissythegroupie | 12 April 2007 at 4:40 pm #

    I’m hungarian! That’s beside the point. Also beside the point, I hope with all this European touring there also might be the US in the works again? Would 2 summers in a row be asking too much?

  18. avatar
    craig1.618 | 12 April 2007 at 5:34 pm #

    ***the catalyst will repeat until no longer useful***

  19. avatar
    Anonymous | 12 April 2007 at 6:02 pm #

    i see you’ve cheered up then

  20. avatar
    MEM | 12 April 2007 at 6:56 pm #


    if you need me i’ll be in the past

  21. avatar
    ~ | 12 April 2007 at 6:58 pm #

    300 days
    Alexander and the Twelve
    covering vast peaks
    through dark valleys
    attacked by serpents and wild beasts
    then to a mountain
    hung with chains of gold
    2050 steps of sapphire
    ascending
    to the Palace of the Sun
    the vines shimmered and bore pearls
    the Temple so luminous as to nearly blind
    the keeper of the house
    the house itself
    spoke to Alexander:
    I will show you
    what no mortal has laid eyes upon
    Alexander gasped
    Sage, how dost Thou know me…
    the Sage replied
    before the sea covered the land
    I knew your name
    leave behind your ornaments
    remove your shoes
    I will bring thee to the
    Trees of the Sun and Moon
    you may ask of them
    anything you wish
    Alex inquired of the Trees
    after his own power
    learned from the great magic mathematician
    the 13
    one less than he should have known
    the Trees told the Macedonian King
    he would die poisoned
    and whose hand shall offe the cup?
    he asked
    the Silver Tree said
    that his Mother
    after a shameful death
    would lie long unburied
    however
    happiness
    would belong to his Sisters
    and so Alexander perished
    having conquered the world
    but not himself
    so karma is a boomerang
    it returns to you alone in your world
    another can plant seeds in your garden
    if you choose it
    you can call them flowers or weeds
    as you like
    you are perfect
    as you are
    as I am
    as the world must be
    because we have made it so
    you can give another permission to hurt you
    or love you
    depending on what you think you need
    from outside yourself
    I did
    I allowed myself to suffer the agony
    I felt guilty
    why, if the universe had caused me
    an innocent in the hands of the beast
    then I must deserve punishment, right?
    I remember now
    that is not so
    in dreams now awake
    we are all so powerful
    creating from the infinite
    sleeping waking moment to past
    a special gift under the Christmas Tree
    To: you~
    From: thy will be done
    better than all the barbie dolls
    or matchbox cars you ever wanted
    oh Kurt Vonnegut, the regifting of the present
    cheers and applause to him!
    and so it goes…
    to break old karma
    is as simple
    as you wish it to be
    refuse you were put here to suffer
    it vanishes
    divine within you
    by equalising it
    with Forgiveness
    with Love
    you start anew
    untie the ropes walk out of the cave
    see the stars again
    for the first Time
    poor then not the blind
    rich with visions

    peace to you
    ~

  22. avatar
    davem | 12 April 2007 at 7:13 pm #

    Hi SK.
    Welcome to Europe. We love you!!!!
    Sorry to read about yesterday, it really upset me.
    Love to Fantasticandy and hope he recovers in time to see his beloved esskay.

    Dave M
    xx
    PS hope the first night is just magical for you all.

  23. avatar
    ~ | 12 April 2007 at 7:25 pm #

    mem no need
    has past
    I dig your presence
    sounds like you are a very good friend
    of tTB
    you re(mem)ber
    everything

    ~

  24. avatar
    Anonymous | 12 April 2007 at 7:32 pm #

    Hey S.K.,
    I’m still reading your blog. Your demonic possession episode compels me to write. Hope you feel better. I’m almost wiv you.

    –The ambient meateater

  25. avatar
    knot roman | 12 April 2007 at 8:52 pm #

    In all their houses the children are reared naked and nasty; and thus grow into those limbs, into that bulk, which with marvel we behold. They are all nourished with the milk of their own mothers, and never surrendered to handmaids and nurses. The lord you cannot discern from the slave, by any superior delicacy in rearing. Amongst the same cattle they promiscuously live, upon the same ground they without distinction lie, till at a proper age the free-born are parted from the rest, and their bravery recommend them to notice.

    Tacitus

  26. avatar
    calling down baal and zeus | 12 April 2007 at 9:49 pm #

    like lou said
    your vicious
    you hit me with a flower

    yesterdays post

    that was from the human being

    on a lighter note , and not to discount the fury you experienced
    my older brother theodore used to smash all sorts of small appliances vcrs
    tape decks,blow dryers
    he used to smash em and laugh ,laugh,laugh,his own private joke i dunno…
    also while im here ,i dont think ive ever heard a song before where the first lyric i “eventually”..
    blows my fragile eggshell mind…i wanna know more of the story …i wanna know whats before eventually ….the height of provacative and i dare say .. genius.
    thanks
    david

  27. avatar
    Anonymous | 12 April 2007 at 10:35 pm #

    Hi sk,
    How did you and missy muse go last night? Actually, you’re probably on stage as I’m typing this…rock on!
    Love Princey

  28. avatar
    mattdavison | 12 April 2007 at 11:45 pm #

    I ve been reading, but keeping away from commenting..I keep going over that bad day you had..Reminds me of the day I lost my passport in melby at the hotel..

    Ive been going through hell trying to figure out I D & I are gonna keep the baby.. “excruciating” my friends.

    I am just a wann be actor/artist young at heart kiwi battler facing big Issues.. (sigh if ya want)

    Killa I dunno what comes over you sometimes… You are a beautiful person in a far from beautiful world.. In Buddapest, playing to unknown people that are drawn to you by music and great love for the words you invent.

    I just think that sometimes a sensitive soul burns hot and cold dependent on vibes,words, feelings..desires.. Uh! ya know Fucc!! what’s gonna happen next eh?? A peaceful day where the sun radiates down like pearls..people thankyou and your’e thoughts become clearer… Don’t regret this tour already!! see each day with a level of ease..don’t make it harder than it needs to be..

    We all love you
    peace to all the band.. Rememeber TP and the effort he makes.. Go buy him an I-poddy.. Laden it with powerful Hymms, music that inspires.. You will feel great..

    Your boy’s need you. You are the frontman.. It’s beacause of your songs—~back to 81 that they, all exist around you

    C ya, my friend..

    M

  29. avatar
    Anonymous | 13 April 2007 at 12:33 am #

    Beautiful hungarian tale, dark entry, morphing….

    You didnt smash a guitar last night did you?!

  30. avatar
    isolde | 13 April 2007 at 1:04 am #

    “If you see your brother standing by the road
    With a heavy load from the seeds he sowed
    And if you see your sister falling by the way
    Just stop and say you’re going the wrong way”

  31. avatar
    Paul Lightfoot | 13 April 2007 at 1:13 am #

    Fuck the drugs must be good in the eastern Block.

  32. avatar
    Anonymous | 13 April 2007 at 1:22 am #

    two blogs in one day. YIPPEE!
    Hope you get to Vienna Museum.
    Full of Judith and Holopheres paintings.
    Makes me think those medieval types were represssed in some ways
    and the J+H would make a nice topic for a Church tune

  33. avatar
    mike a | 13 April 2007 at 1:41 am #

    Nice one sk

  34. avatar
    freddy mercurial | 13 April 2007 at 2:49 am #

    Steven,

    I was just thinking about ya after reading your bloggy about how the ole devil got into ya the other day. I hope things are going a bit better and that the music is flowing for the lot of ya. You got some good longtime friendz in the other crunch lads. Enjoy the shows, and play your heart out for Grant M. Ya know he’s keeping an eye on ya from wherever he is now.

    Freddy merc

  35. avatar
    don joe | 13 April 2007 at 2:58 am #

    WOW.. An extremely thought provoking blog. Even down to the chafing armor. You capture the moment with reality, not fairy duxt. Having a trip down memory lane with this one. Amazing what a little taste of an old, forgotten homeland can do.

    Show them urowpeens how it’s done and pass on best wishes to the rest of the gang. Hopjng u get some time with the Twillies also.

    Rock on Space God!!

    ML,
    don joe

  36. avatar
    Anonymous | 13 April 2007 at 3:18 am #

    so we say…….”thank you for the music,the songs were singing.thanks for all the joy theyre bringing”……..great stuff mr.k…so lovely to see vividly today…….have a sweet sleep……xxxx//xxxx genx

  37. avatar
    Anonymous | 13 April 2007 at 4:18 am #

    chafing armour…makes my eyes water.
    hope the gig yet well enough sans too much casse-couilles.

  38. avatar
    ragazza | 13 April 2007 at 5:05 am #

    turn your back
    close the door
    draw the curtains
    run away
    maintain distance
    avoid eye contact
    lash out
    change direction
    look the other way
    build up a wall
    fault find
    demonise
    criticise
    talk triviality
    embrace isolation
    expect emptiness
    invite suspicion
    distrust camaraderie
    spurn friendship
    scorn connection
    nourish hatred
    live in jealousy
    withhold affection
    ignore intuition
    assume the worst
    bunker down
    don’t see the wood for the trees

  39. avatar
    Emily Teechen | 13 April 2007 at 5:07 am #

    thank you for two real, real, soul-baring and scandalously well-written posts, these last two. touring is no picnic at times, once the stars have subsided in your eyes and the home front is so delightful, I guess…. it’s great to understand more sk. this is an education.

    this last post reminds me of the 300 – bloody, gory, and compelling in a very hollywood way… although the sight of several slabs of six packs advancing (david wenham’s included) has me lost for words…

  40. avatar
    Anonymous | 13 April 2007 at 5:56 am #

    Surely your not driving from Belgrade to Prague??? It’s over 1200 km!!!!!!!!!

  41. avatar
    Anonymous | 13 April 2007 at 5:58 am #

    Mind you the other option is Air Tunis in a plane made of plywood. fuck that!


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