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The musings of me, on everything and possibly nothing.
Wednesday, 11 January 2012
Poetry and so on
I've been kinda enamoured with Allen Ginsberg lately, not physically, mostly his poems but it got me thinking on why i don't read more poetry. I mean poetry is so subjective and you can take from it what you will. So i decided to attempt to read more but I'm finding it really difficult. Modern poetry seems to be the only one that speaks to me on this level. I tried looking for one of those smokey jazz bars with some sort of dodgy spoken word nights with some bongos. Screw this rural area man.
Well then...
So I made the decision to finally start one of these. I pondered over it for a while, I didn't really have any clue on what I'd say. I figured I'd keep that way. Your unlikely to find any actual structure in this place, it could range wildly from wild angry rants and some actual posts with thought, but mostly idiocy. So i guess that's it.
Enjoy.
Enjoy.
Tuesday, 10 January 2012
You are at the end
This won't really make a sense for a while, but it'll be hilarious down the line. Trust me.
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