Tuesday, 12 February 2019

Survivor

Everyday,
I think about dying.
About disease, starvation,
violence, terrorism, war,
the end of the world.
It helps
keep my mind off things.

Survivor by Roger McGough

Thursday, 7 February 2019

Across The Road And Into The Trees

Across from the house, to the right, there is a cemetery.
Every morning, I open the curtains and look out at it. Often you can see the sun shining back through the oak and chestnut trees.
As far as neighbours go, the residents are pretty quiet. They don't make any fuss, not anymore, all sound and fury spent.
The other day, a new one arrived. I watched as a small crowd gather, huddle, then disperse. One last person lingered, then turned his collar up and pulled his hat down and walked slowly away.
Every night, I close my curtains looking out across the darkness, checking for any movement in the shadows. Just in case. Zombies and vampires and mummies and all that.
And one day, hopefully not too soon, I may be looking back the other way.

Monday, 4 February 2019

Escape Entertainment

"Man alone, in nature, is incapable of enduring monotony, man alone wants something to happen at all costs — something, anything..." said Cioran.

Adorno said that we prefer to spend our limited free time on relaxing from the demands we place on ourselves and escaping the pressures of the everyday world consuming popular culture. Escape entertainment. As such, we become the willing consumers and reproducers of our own alienation by becoming consumers rather than producers of culture.

“If our condition were truly happy,” said Pascal, “we should not need to divert ourselves from thinking about it.”


My head hurts. Time for a beer and a bit of telly.

Friday, 1 February 2019

The Game Of Life Is Hard To Play

If life is meaningless and living is suffering then why do we put up with the futility of suffering?

I don't know.
But perhaps I should stop reading Camus.

Friday, 25 January 2019

Work isn't Working

"Hard work is simply the refuge of people who have nothing whatever to do." - Wilde

Work isn't working in that it is less and less a source of meaning, recognition or even security.
Which begs the question about not working.
Is not working working?