Dec 2023
excuse me-(it is quiet as
a sparrows ****..)is this true?
it is what i remember but
perhaps imagination
or perhaps i was healing after
seeing the road accident..
or maybe we are surrounded
by invisible spirits or energy-
i don´t know..what is true?
my mum went to school with you
is that true?no i just enjoy annoying
people-a lot of it about-shall i continue?
if you want..
and so i biked home not a worry. i kept it secret being a secretive child and looked forward with anticipation to my next excursion to the quarry. (when i said the most banal things i was disbelieved so there was little point in trying to relate my experience.)it was the summer holidays i believe and i went the following day or the one after and biked past a huge viking and onto the road to greater casselton or little castleton or whatever. and it seemed a dogs age before i sped past the awful place where i. got hit-(fortunately he lived! )and looking for the hole in the fence which was easy to miss..
i thought about marking it but this would just draw attention and then others might disturb.so i pushed through the trees and the hill became sandy and i struggled to push my bike. but at last found the entrance and took up my place by the waters edge.
i would compare the reflection in the water and wait..sure enough
there was a repeat performance nothing differed. only this time something was flashing in my eyes and i looked around to find the source of this annoyance. i shielded my eyes and traced it to the aforementioned bush upon the hill.in hindsight it was a mirror or bottle but then i was perplexed. i thought about climbing the steep path to investigate but i was held by the sight and sound show. this time i thought i would carry out a little experiment. the voices were aloud enough. but i edged forward into the deeper water and looked as if i would take a substantial step. having no intention what-so-ever!and the voices grew in volume that made me jump back.! so i then stood and considered the ramifications..so, this was an invitation..i wondered..and when i was back in my original position the voices returned to their original. (such is death i dunno..)
their voices became so loving and i considered..after that they seemed to recede and i went away and came back the next day for a repeat performance. this time it was interrupted or had nt began i can t recall by another. i was aware that someone stood behind me.
a sparrows ****..)is this true?
it is what i remember but
perhaps imagination
or perhaps i was healing after
seeing the road accident..
or maybe we are surrounded
by invisible spirits or energy-
i don´t know..what is true?
my mum went to school with you
is that true?no i just enjoy annoying
people-a lot of it about-shall i continue?
if you want..
and so i biked home not a worry. i kept it secret being a secretive child and looked forward with anticipation to my next excursion to the quarry. (when i said the most banal things i was disbelieved so there was little point in trying to relate my experience.)it was the summer holidays i believe and i went the following day or the one after and biked past a huge viking and onto the road to greater casselton or little castleton or whatever. and it seemed a dogs age before i sped past the awful place where i. got hit-(fortunately he lived! )and looking for the hole in the fence which was easy to miss..
i thought about marking it but this would just draw attention and then others might disturb.so i pushed through the trees and the hill became sandy and i struggled to push my bike. but at last found the entrance and took up my place by the waters edge.
i would compare the reflection in the water and wait..sure enough
there was a repeat performance nothing differed. only this time something was flashing in my eyes and i looked around to find the source of this annoyance. i shielded my eyes and traced it to the aforementioned bush upon the hill.in hindsight it was a mirror or bottle but then i was perplexed. i thought about climbing the steep path to investigate but i was held by the sight and sound show. this time i thought i would carry out a little experiment. the voices were aloud enough. but i edged forward into the deeper water and looked as if i would take a substantial step. having no intention what-so-ever!and the voices grew in volume that made me jump back.! so i then stood and considered the ramifications..so, this was an invitation..i wondered..and when i was back in my original position the voices returned to their original. (such is death i dunno..)
their voices became so loving and i considered..after that they seemed to recede and i went away and came back the next day for a repeat performance. this time it was interrupted or had nt began i can t recall by another. i was aware that someone stood behind me.
