Indubitably

In the city of the future it is difficult to concentrate.

Grief does not expire like a candle or the beacon on a lighthouse. It simply changes temperature. It becomes a kind of personal weather system. Snow settles in the liver. Frost spiderwebs in the lungs. The heart fills with warm rain that turns to mist and evaporates through a colder artery. Sometimes when I can't sleep I'll wake up and go outside. I am continually amazed by the silence that a 5 a.m. city can have. That flattened hour when, in some barren, half-dreamed lot, even the cars seem to be sleeping.

Paranoid Android?

paranoid android. in a bar in hollywood* the centre of the western universe, standing at the bar (social drinking) after doing the talk show bit. do you want to know this? this is what we aspire to is it? it is dark, there is a woman opposite me o is as sociably anorexic as her poodle, she looks desolate in her make up and lost eyes, next to her her husband boyfriend is persuading a younger fleshed half his age stewardess to come back to the hills to their mansion to sample his wine. she looks t him like he's a character in a hammer house horror. one of our friends spills a glass of wine over a vacuum packed gucci outfit complete with matching white hand bag. the witch goes crazy, we think it is fuunny. until we see the evil in her eyes. m friend is asked to leave. the gucci creature is the closest thing i have seen to the devil. the woman is possessed. i cannot sleep that night asking what we've got our selves into. voices talking like fax machines, hissing and spitting like demons, this is the master race. and now im part of it. anyway you didnt want to know that.

motion picture the pulsing of a life support system . that's as far as we've got.

lull there is nothing more dull. than talking talkin about yourself. what i meant to say. im sorry that i lost control. distracted and irrelevant. the stress and the tension. coming through the keyhole when. im in lull.

transport motorways and tramlines starting and then stopping taking off and landing the emptiest of feelings disapppointed peoople clinging onto bottles and when it comes its so so disappointing.

True love waits are you a virgin? every night we are haunted it paces up and down outside my room, it talks to me in its sleep. its in the tape going round and round. it stops and starts the tape machine. goes into record when it feels like it. just let it happen. just dont leave. dont leave. it waits patiently. mum left her 8 year old locked in for a week with lollipops and crisps. she had to work or forgot or something. stanley says. you, like everyone else need to feel important.

Robonics (A Revolution of the English Language) : The future is now ladies and gentlemen. I Robert Hawkins have created a new language that will revolutionize the way we speak today. It is called "Robonics". The story of Robonics goes as follows. Me and my friend Dawit were talking one morning. Well, Dawit is notorious for his backward use of the English language. The all to familiar catch phrase "Andade deggle", is just one of the things he says. Well, I always thought it was hillarious. One day I'm flippin' through Websters dictionary and I come across the word "Fruitescent", and I say "Damn, deggle dat breezies bref twas shrate fruitescent." Translation "Wow, my friend that girls breath did not smell good." Robonics is coming, just wait.