Brothers, my brothers. It's only through hard and bitter experience that we can know what brotherhood really means.

A few comments wouldn't go astray. You fuckers.

Where are the renaissance men, the renaissance women? Maybe I've said that somewhere else here, have I? It bears repeating.

The banality, the moronity of the average person never ceases to amaze.

Fetish o my fetish!

A rented room. Some stars in the sky. What more do you need?

Global warming may be a scary thought but just remember that one day the sun will burn out.

Whitefella poisoning means blackfella death and social collapse and whitefella puts a bandaid on or waves a finger of accusation at whoever might be convenient, blackfella or whitefella and blackfellas fill up the prisons and whitefella puts it out of sight and out of mind until its politically fashionable to do otherwise for five minutes and blackfella sits in his cells and whitefella goes home to his comfortable home, his glass of chardonnay, his belief that he is doing good.

There's no end of ways to be creative, no end of ways to destroy yourself, no end of ways to fuck up a relationship, no end of pain in the world, no end of people's problems, no end of terror, no end of hateful motivation, no end of human perversion, no end of opportunities for redemption.

Drinking with a mate last night who had been to a financial adviser and he said that financial advisers are wankers. I've found the way to avoid them is to not have any finances.

Finland nul point. Me and my 0 comments

It comes in fits and starts, and then it drifts off into the distance and then it comes back to us. It reverberates and flows and disappears and slides into cracks under the floor and washes back in waves.