putain de merde...

. . .

I live elsewhere in my mind

Need to quit my job.

Do you understand?

I walked in the heart of the city for two hours today, and every face I saw was indescribably stupid and ugly.

Colossal struggle, immense combat, vast contention.

My reading this weekend.

This is the enemy. I demand total war.

Need to be in London. Must acquire lodgings. Not a Qatari billionaire. A quandary.

Le Roi.

Violence.

Gm

Keats

Wyndham Lewis - The Essential Purposes of Art (1951 audio recording)

All aesthetically interested individuals you may find this informative.

Flaubert.

I love birds so much. Sing my friends!