Taste or Shoot me now

I love Metallica. There, I've said it. I'm totally addicted to pretty much all their music. They rock and are fucking awesome.

Clear and to the point

The parents let him live.
Though I is their weakness.
Though I be the expression of their fundamental and hidden flaws they let me live.
Not so hidden anymore.
Faulty flesh, poor programming.
Shale pretending to be granite.
A crumbling retaining structure.
Performing no function.
Earth holding back no earth.
Earth holding back no water.
This thing continues, this I, compounds his mistakes.
There is no divide between the historical mistake of my elders and the failure that I continue to propagate.
His genetics and education dictate a complete and continuing failure.
In all things.

I Red Beard is not a Viking

Oversea an expanding empire.
Annexe what is isn't mine.
Cut stone for shelter.
Forge metal to kill other men.
Release yourself from the burden of defense and simply attack.

A dark matter for the King

Speculation arose

not for reasons unknown

Recollection

Reevaluation

Recall

Simulated irrelevance

Incarceration

Empire

Expansion

Weakness survives

not for reasons unknown

Signal

I'm sick. I have a damn head cold that started as a hayfever attack. I went to work but had to go home at about lunch. It was just too uncomfortable in the museum. On the bus trip back home I wrote an excellent little thing about memory and second guessing the choices I have made in my life. My phone said the post was successful but when I went to have a look at it I couldn't find it??!! Damn thing. It started off with the following three lines:

Speculation is irrelevant.
Reevaluation.
Simulation.

I can't remember the rest.
I wanted to turn it into a song.
Guess I'll just write something new!

Selected new work June 2011

Formal