posted on October 11, 2006 at 4:56 am

the water in the inlet was cold
peering down thru cloudy depths
fish-birds
flying/swimming
oceanographer in space
in my minds eye and i
against the rip i struggle
i need new language
i have exhausted all these words
i have excavated my imagination
to the point of collapse
i go up n down with the tides
the moon pulls my head in to alignment
bang bang bang
the numbers come up
red earth meets white heaven
water, prana, chi, fluid, liquid,ether,space
i pass thru all these
in the atmosphere of planets
in the gaps between synapses
everywhere i heard music
the great orbs call to each other
the stars n suns sing
fiery music burns up
the coldness n warmth duet together
life n death doing an old sonny n cher number
the opposites must be reconciled
whatever that means
i accept that opposites must be reconciled
just like
you always become what you hate
did you really think humanity was the be-all n the end-all
of all-there-is?
i see bush n his pals as dirty little boys
poking round in a filthy puddle
on the outskirts of an enchanted forest
whatta waste
sucha shayme
money
the universal language
maybe in this universe, mister
but maybe not all
many things money still can not buy
many things fire still can not burn
somethings require dedication
perseverence
i hated that word once
because i knew it was the truth
but my laziness called out for the easy way
path of least assistance
i did not think that i should have to persevere
i discovered all temporary oblivion
was accompanied by an awful nameless anxiety
oblivion anxiety
anxiety oblivion
relativity
but
how do you experience oblivion?
cos…
yer oblivious!
and if yer anxious that ya gonna get anxious
well, whats all that about?
what
self perpetuating anxiety?
shorter n shorter oblivions
weaker oblivions
oblivions tinged with angst
oblivions with anxiety breaking on thru
cheaper oblivions
more obvious oblivions
oblivions in the key of e minor
but oblivion can only be defined by nonoblivion
that bookends it
endless oblivion holds no attraction for me
i want temporary
not too long
not too short
the sooner the better
earlier rather than later
dead men…..do they know theyre dead?

yesterday we saw for 1st time
scarlets walk
imagine if all of toris songs come true?
love
sk

32 Responses to “was there ever talk of love?”

  1. avatar
    Samosanx | 11 October 2006 at 5:41 am #

    You go girl!

  2. avatar
    Cameras 4 Eyes | 11 October 2006 at 5:54 am #

    Oh, the places you’ll go, SK baby!

  3. avatar
    Chris Kan | 11 October 2006 at 6:23 am #

    Good one scarlet!

  4. avatar
    craig | 11 October 2006 at 6:35 am #

    in the beginning…….in diana’s city……”what has become of this place? what use to be a bastion of freedom has now become…..this?!”

    king oblivion sits upon his beloved throne…….which is made of our skulls and bones…….ringing his division bell…….playing his role……and he couldn’t care less of how dirty the puddle is…….in the forest just outside ingolstadt

    that’s what i wish i woulda spoke of then…….instead of intruding announcements like “future ships coming in”

  5. avatar
    Anonymous | 11 October 2006 at 6:47 am #

    hey bud

    saw that some geezer smashed up cars in Bondi overnight…a happening place I say. hope your chariot came through unscathed…

    right, done talking shit.

  6. avatar
    CAPTAIN BEYOND | 11 October 2006 at 7:51 am #

    me know you don’t watch much tv., but if you ever get the chance, you should watch DEAD LIKE ME on me SCI-FI Channel on Tuesday nights, it’s a comedy bout me GRIM REAPERS…
    Jonny Hollywood

  7. avatar
    Anonymous | 11 October 2006 at 8:07 am #

    Stormy in the Tasman Sea.. hold-a-tight to the manuka honey Druid as SockfaceMuppetPunch braves huge swells of salty sarcasm as him and his painting sail across the Ocean at latitude 45 South heading to St Kilda wharf. And as the roaring forties howl in his celubrial face, he has to lie flat face down on his “raft” and alas.. pokes a hole in the middle of your gift – his painting – in order to form a keel and stay upright. Like the first Song in Space Walk, St Kilda is a Manuka frontier for him, an interlude, eternity. meanwhile.. You, you drink some wine, you have a smoke, you gotta sneer.

    He’s had to limit his baggage in order to make it in one piece, if he does, let him backstage.. but hide. Do what you did in NYC..

    Me? Easy baby.. I just jump on an Emirates 777 and in a mere 3 hrs 25 minutes will arrive in Syders on friday arvo from Auckland and will descend on the Enmore. One 26 year loyal fiend, accompanied by one newly born Fiend that fell in love with Block and just had to join me.

    See You on Friday night.. Cant wait.

    Paul L
    Auckland NZ

  8. avatar
    Anonymous | 11 October 2006 at 8:15 am #

    I would rather the firestorms of atmospheres than this cruel descent from a thousand years
    of dreams…

    G’day, Bob.

  9. avatar
    lily | 11 October 2006 at 8:56 am #

    Today Scarlet’s 1st walk and, before you know it, she’ll be plucking a bass.

    Hope all of your family is doing well, Steve.

    lily

  10. avatar
    Sweed | 11 October 2006 at 9:05 am #

    Thank you SK for another great blog!! My daily fix…

  11. avatar
    fantasticandy | 11 October 2006 at 9:41 am #

    ‘winter’,now thats a song.

  12. avatar
    fellista | 11 October 2006 at 12:13 pm #

    system is guaranteed to give you the result you want. Just get it and

  13. avatar
    restaurant mark | 11 October 2006 at 12:16 pm #

    that one hit me for all sorts of reasons…too much to get into this early…
    would be beautifully strange if all her songs came true

  14. avatar
    John Garratt | 11 October 2006 at 1:11 pm #

    in this room
    i hear hot tea calling out to me
    i must go drink it
    before i go zzzzzzzz

    John

  15. avatar
    Chris Kan | 11 October 2006 at 2:03 pm #

    and before I totter off to my cot
    don’t stop writing for us steve
    is good for our souls
    for the mystic in us

  16. avatar
    CeciliaGin | 11 October 2006 at 2:19 pm #

    The words warm me at 7:11 am Wednesday morning and remind me that I must get my Day of the Dead altar up.
    Abrazos,
    Cecilia

  17. avatar
    mandn | 11 October 2006 at 2:31 pm #

    another day Orpehus,

    don’t you think it’s odd that people spend so much time
    worrying about things like viagra and new cars instead
    of worrying about time itself?

    right now in the US there is no talk of anything except
    Foley the potential child molestor, instead of how to
    make life better for everyone. Blame game and
    innuedo and flat out lies again. When will they
    see what’s really important? When will we wake up?

    So yes, I see your point about oblivion and anxiety.
    The things and experiences we should be cherishing
    are fleeting and we allow the unpleasant and awful to
    co-exist with us because it’s comfortable. Heaven forbid
    we allow ourselves to be happy.

    but I am, mostly happy. Why dwell on the unpleasant?
    Don’t ignore it, but get to know it so you can
    recognize it when you face it and overcome it.

    rant over.

    much love,
    xo
    Mary

  18. avatar
    ambnt1 | 11 October 2006 at 3:25 pm #

    Steven,

    I’m oblivious to it all.

    Love,
    Chris

    –n.p. Rapoon, “Raising Earthly Spirits”

  19. avatar
    veleska1970 | 11 October 2006 at 4:49 pm #

    “i need new language
    i have exhausted all these words”
    WHAT??!?!!! steve kilbey at a loss for words??? no way. HELL no way!!!! never!!

    🙂

    so, sweet little scarlet is walking~~and as you know, after going through it four times before, now the fun begins!! her newfound mobility will be a test of your own ability to move quickly in order to keep her out of danger, and also never being able to take your eyes off her as she goes exploring. yep, the universe just opened up for her!!

    as always, thanks for sharing your life with us, including your family’s milestones.

    lotza love…..

  20. avatar
    stealthblue | 11 October 2006 at 5:04 pm #

    I read ya loud and clear…hits home BIG TIME! Thanks again, and again, and again.
    Mucho love and respect…
    Peace, brudda.
    Ben V.

  21. avatar
    Anonymous | 11 October 2006 at 5:40 pm #

    hi sk
    your
    beautiful baby’s
    first steps …
    moments
    like those
    are the
    most precious
    of all
    cheers to
    scarlet!
    thanks for
    sharing
    love
    diane

  22. avatar
    General Catz | 11 October 2006 at 5:43 pm #

    “you always become what you hate”

    christ, i hope not.

    miss grove
    xx

  23. avatar
    robert madore | 11 October 2006 at 5:48 pm #

    I like this one Steve.

  24. avatar
    leelinau | 11 October 2006 at 6:03 pm #

    “nothin’ helps me,
    there’s nothin’ wrong”

  25. avatar
    matthew | 11 October 2006 at 6:43 pm #

    Gotta say, tho time marches on – my sadness lingers over GWMcL… esp listening anew to “before hollywood”, esp “cattle and cane”….

  26. avatar
    davem | 11 October 2006 at 7:41 pm #

    That was gorge SK.
    Brill about your babes first steps & a new fiend too from Paul L. I thought you were gonna turn into Roddy Frame with all those oblivions. Or would that be becoming what you hate?
    Anyway…love you more,

    Dave M
    xxxx to Scarlet xxxx

  27. avatar
    Scott | 11 October 2006 at 8:11 pm #

    All….

    Sittin on a small barrier island n spreadin tha luv from Perdido Key, Florida. The positive energy being created at this blog site is phenominal.

  28. avatar
    ben | 11 October 2006 at 10:15 pm #

    i needed a good laugh, thanks again. path of least assistance, i love it

  29. avatar
    pharaoh | 12 October 2006 at 12:02 am #

    Hmm… an oblivion of self-perpetuating anxiety sounds very familiar. Get me out of here SK!

  30. avatar
    (('{~_~}')) | 12 October 2006 at 1:57 am #

    Watch out world here comes bumper!

    Walking is one of my earliest memories. I was outside my front garden with my mother and I tried to catch a bird.

  31. avatar
    mattdavison | 12 October 2006 at 3:10 am #

    You and Vishnu are one and the same.

    Infinate wisdom…………………………………………………….>

    34 degrees in Melby, Aucky 19..Oh yeah!! And Hot as hell in the National already, bring it on.

    See ya out back SK, afta the show.

    Matt

  32. avatar
    lorrain | 13 October 2006 at 12:09 am #

    Hello Steve daddy-O

    there must be no such thing as to seek and find the comfort of your daddy’s arms
    Scarlet wandering progress must make U and N glow with the color of love
    envisionning this thought feels right, like
    houdin in love


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