nocturne

its like its 1957 or something i dont know its nighttime its all so cozy its all candle lit n pink its so bedroomy its so untouchable here that soft serenading music that extra touch that warm white emptiness that loveliness those flowers gently closing down the mind all furry all fuzzy all fury abated slip into this my dear oh these are the old days come back we are comfortable comfortable beyond comfort we have come from the future satiated we reenter a black n white world a world of cups of tea n gentle endless rain its england my england remade in my own english way the way i wanted england to be but it never was so i made my england up its warm n nice here in the past no bloody sound ‘cept that fire crackling deliciously in our hearth you n me n that little dog make um three of course and our little fish swimming round n round outside the sky is purple the rain fallls in the streetlamps n in the headlights the rain falls like rain in a novel me and my melancholy baby my tender little babykins we in cottonwool here on this autumn smoky purple night with our marmalade with our hot chocolates with our jarmies on with our comfy old slippers with our music playing from somewhere as the rain comes down on our roof as we sit together on the setee as i do the crossword and you read a magazine how we talk about the garden out there in the rain oh you look so natural in the whitish pinkish glow you look happy reading your magazine thats our song playing now thats it listen to those words i remember yesterday like it was tomorrow you left […]

night errant

its like its 1957 or something i dont know

its nighttime its all so cozy

its all candle lit n pink

its so bedroomy

its so untouchable here

that soft serenading music

that extra touch that warm white emptiness

that loveliness those flowers gently closing down

the mind all furry all fuzzy all fury abated

slip into this my dear

oh these are the old days come back

we are comfortable comfortable beyond comfort

we have come from the future satiated

we reenter a black n white world

a world of cups of tea n gentle endless rain

its england my england remade in my own english way

the way i wanted england to be but it never was

so i made my england up

its warm n nice here in the past

no bloody sound ‘cept that fire crackling deliciously in our hearth

you n me n that little dog make um three of course

and our little fish swimming round n round

outside the sky is purple

the rain fallls in the streetlamps n in the headlights

the rain falls like rain in a novel

me and my melancholy baby

my tender little babykins

we in cottonwool here

on this autumn smoky purple night

with our marmalade with our hot chocolates

with our jarmies on

with our comfy old slippers

with our music playing from somewhere

as the rain comes down on our roof

as we sit together on the setee

as i do the crossword and you read a magazine

how we talk about the garden out there in the rain

oh you look so natural in the whitish pinkish glow

you look happy reading your magazine

thats our song playing now

thats it listen to those words

i remember yesterday like it was tomorrow

you left me a loan when i wanted to borrow

you said you would love me come what may

but what came just may be considered today

i read the rest of the newspaper

2 boys stole an ice cream at haddock head

a policeman in blackthorn found a ring missing for 2 years

wimble and marsh open their new haberdashery on the high street

local boy wins pigeon contest

bill turner-strutt to marry miss martina giddings of swansea, wales

the night moves from purple to deep mauve

oh i have a hot bath and i watch the rain on the pane

baby you come in and talk to me as i float in the tub

you suck on a throat pastille

the bathroom is peaceful

the water makes a gentle sloshing sound

its nearly thursday

we’ll sleep in

it might even snow tomorrow some one said

its nice here

so sleepy now

so safe and warm n sleepy

cuddle up

thats the way

oh your pyjamas smell nice

yes yes goodnight darling

goodnight sweetheart

yes

i love you too

yes

goodnight

aahhh

last blog on here…..tomorrow will be thetimebeing.com

well we had some fun we had some laffs we had some ninnies we had some controversy we had the big split a few years back when the carnivores left en masse we had lovely generous fiendss we had envious tiny pigs we had millions of words we had over one million reads…well over still got almost a thousand readers a day this will be the last on here however tomorrow …aw you know where to go much better i’ll be able to post high quality longer videos better photos better blogs better living thru timebeing so thats it a little tear of farewell a backwards glance dont look back in anger just look forwards in anticipation thetimebeing.com thats it aloha blogger see you for a new blog tomorrow elsewhere thanks for all the support steve n bondi july 25 2010

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well we had some fun
we had some laffs
we had some ninnies
we had some controversy
we had the big split a few years back
when the carnivores left en masse
we had lovely generous fiendss
we had envious tiny pigs
we had millions of words
we had over one million reads…well over
still got almost a thousand readers a day
this will be the last on here however
tomorrow …aw you know where to go
much better
i’ll be able to post high quality longer videos
better photos
better blogs
better living thru timebeing
so thats it
a little tear of farewell
a backwards glance
dont look back in anger
just look forwards in anticipation
thetimebeing.com
thats it
aloha blogger
see you for a new blog tomorrow elsewhere
thanks for all the support
steve
n bondi july 25 2010

newt town

over in newtown working on starlings record its a cold overcast day feeling sad n strange like starlings music melancholia what is life? went to see wendy the white witch she said i fucked up my last life with anger she said i was a big shot she saw me in a tunic (?) she said i got angry n took the left hand path she said i walked away from my responsibilities and went to the left i said is this actuality or what she said maybe thats just the way her crazy old brain interprets it she said my job in this life is to deal with anger i am fucking angry a lotta stuff makes me angry i was so angry the other night i was vibrating literally beside myself i parked in a no parking zone gotta fucking ‘nother ticket i went into my gnostic lecture it was about..you guessed it…anger…. for the 1st half i was too angry to listen bout anger eventually the message seeped in n i was somewhat calmed you gotta be aware not feed the anger watch it observe it dont feed it ok easier said than done i gotta master myself ok yeah easier said than done maybe harder to overcome than the gear i just want things my way i want to control people n events i guess i would at least like my home to be the way i want it isnt at the moment im too busy to sort it out properly n i get upset with it all aurora mcbunny is steadily improving scarlet the woofle aka mouse is still naughty eve k aka the starr is still warm n lovely im a lucky old geezer i guess aint heard from my big daughters for a […]

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over in newtown working on starlings record
its a cold overcast day
feeling sad n strange like starlings music
melancholia
what is life?
went to see wendy the white witch
she said i fucked up my last life with anger
she said i was a big shot
she saw me in a tunic (?)
she said i got angry n took the left hand path
she said i walked away from my responsibilities
and went to the left
i said is this actuality or what
she said
maybe thats just the way her crazy old brain interprets it
she said my job in this life is to deal with anger
i am fucking angry
a lotta stuff makes me angry
i was so angry the other night i was vibrating
literally beside myself
i parked in a no parking zone gotta fucking ‘nother ticket
i went into my gnostic lecture
it was about..you guessed it…anger….
for the 1st half i was too angry to listen bout anger
eventually the message seeped in n i was somewhat calmed
you gotta be aware not feed the anger
watch it observe it dont feed it
ok easier said than done i gotta master myself
ok
yeah easier said than done
maybe harder to overcome than the gear
i just want things my way
i want to control people n events i guess
i would at least like my home to be the way i want
it isnt at the moment
im too busy to sort it out properly
n i get upset with it all
aurora mcbunny is steadily improving
scarlet the woofle aka mouse is still naughty
eve k aka the starr is still warm n lovely
im a lucky old geezer i guess
aint heard from my big daughters for a while…
it maketh me sad
the distance physically n emotionally between us
newtown is goth central
in a house full of muso types smokin’ n takin’ drugs but i resist
i just want to be freaking happy for once
doesnt everyone?
but i should aim more to be content
content with whatever comes
wendy says its a test
wendy says my destiny/fate is to do service
what service is that i say?
writing songs?
she says well i can heal but i cant write songs…
somehow i want some herculean task to perform
maybe “just” writing songs is service
maybe if my songs can heal (as people often tell me)
wow what a mystery life is
almost 56 n things are not really any clearer
i do my laps in the coldest water so far in 2010 (15.7)
jump out feeling renewed
but i still go home argumentative n bitter
maybe one day when its all over n put to bed
i can write about it all
but at the moment i cant
except to say things arent the way i want them or ever foresaw them
i know a lotta people got it worse than me
a lot lot worse
but i feel everything intensely
occasionally some smartarse says try having a real job!
remember i struggled hard to get to wherever i am
i taught myself everything
you didnt see me humping amps n p.a.s in out
up n down stairs on cold nights for years
the gigs when no one clapped or even came
borrowing money from banks to buy equipment
all the driving n arguing n setbacks
its not working down a mine
but its not all dancing on clouds believe me
it still isnt
sometimes i wish i was some bloke working 9 to 5
watching telly drinking beer n no existential angst
we all got our cross to bear
and our bear to cross
etc
i always appreciate the support n advice of my readers
i always appreciate the love of my friends
rock on kids
rock on
sk

ps 4 more days to new timebeing site
blog will continue there (dont mourn this one!)
new additions all the time
marten jansson karins bro n twilly uncle
just sent me a fixed up demo karin n i wrote in 86
called pink island moon
i had completely forgotten about it
things like this will be becoming available
everything eventually will be available there
good on ya j coal!
good on ya everyone else