It seems I can't do much here unless properly lubricated. Ideas come, they go, or they don't come. And in between there are large amounts of void.

Thanks Johnnie

So much of the culture is just so toxic. You don't notice until you come across a rare example of non-toxic culture and then it becomes clear the extent of the pollution.

It's a gawd-awful stinkin cliche but we really are all connected to each other. No escape from that one, however many assorted bits of totalitarian technology you might use to try.

Some days everything goes along smoothly and on other days you just want to rip all your clothes off and run screaming naked through the streets.

Ask me to talk about the relationship and sooner or later I'll have to tell you about the trauma.

As Western consumers there's so much stuff we think we're entitled to but we're not.

Had a dream about Auschwitz last night. In the dream it was stated that the camp was in operation for 3 months before the first person died, of starvation. I doubt that it was that long, but there is a point there somewhere isn't there?

There are really only two basic human urges: spiritual and sexual. Some of us are cursed with an overabundance of both.

You can do whatever you like, just don't be unattractive.

A small room, a set of shelves, a hundred books, a rack of CDs another of DVDs, another shelf-set containing bottles of Scotch, deodorant, magazines, aftershave, medicines natural and synthetic, conatact lenses, copy paper, phone books, a TV, a PC, speakers, a mattress, quilt, racks of clothes, newspapers and notebooks scattered about.