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Hyde.

My first proper experience with alcohol was when I was fifteen. On the last day of school in May, before we went on a ‘study leave’ to get in the zone for our GCSE’s, we all went a bit mad. As you’re meant to on your last day. Everyone gathered in the park before school, [...]

Place.

This morning, as my kitchen was being ripped out by builders, I didn’t get any breakfast, and so at about 4, after a man tried to explain to me why the house was leaking profusely from the side (something about ball-cocks, which took all my energy not to laugh at) I decided it was probably [...]

Bounce.

Today’s top thing to hate: television adverts that use poetry. Cathedral City cheese, T-Mobile, McDonald’s, they’re all doing it, and it is most annoying. Rhyming words and using a bit of alliteration to try and sell us stuff. Maybe my communism is just showing, but it’s basically just greed dressed in frills telling us to stuff [...]

Be.

I was walking home from work this afternoon, thinking about selfishness, when, suddenly, it hit me. The most depressing rant I have ever conceived. It goes a little like this… Everyone is selfish, because everyone believes that they are one. All we are, are cavemen with a swollen sense of self. We made fire, we [...]

Kookaburra. Pt.2

The haze splinters in shards through my memory of the past however long. The light in the ceiling flashes on and off, and the room disappears and then reappears. The man with the red face appears and then disappears, his figure changes into the fat man with a cane. Their images flicker and switch, both [...]