of the seven deadly sins, the eighth and worst by far is emotional blackmail ... the diligent practise of this subtle and ancient art creates a constantly evolving darwinistic moral vacuum in which the brightest new manipulative ideas and stratagems flourish ... and which only you, or i, can fill !
Monday, November 26, 2007
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Thursday, November 22, 2007
In Tenebris by Thomas Hardy
Wintertime nighs;
But my bereavement-pain
It cannot bring again:
Twice no one dies.
Flower-petals flee;
But since it once hath been,
No more that severing scene
Can harrow me.
Birds faint in dread:
I shall not lose old strength
In the lone frost's black length:
Strength long since fled!
Leaves freeze to dun;
But friends cannot turn cold
This season as of old
For him with none.
Tempests may scath;
But love cannot make smart
Again this year his heart
Who no heart hath.
Black is night's cope;
But death will not appal
One, who past doubtings all,
Waits in unhope.
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
delia derbyshire ... one of a kind
http://www.guardian.co.uk/obituaries/story/0,3604,518008,00.html
delia appears one minute and three seconds in to this piece ...
Monday, November 19, 2007
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Saturday, November 17, 2007
fortnum and mason windows on a less windy night than last time (i)
fortnum and mason windows on a less windy night than last time (ii)
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