Friday, March 14, 2008

Bloodlines

1946 - Francis Bacon

Sometimes people get lost and I dont mean in the emotional sense but in the actual phsyical sense. People fall off the map only to reappear again at the most difficult times. Never to say that any re-emergence is bad or taken as anything other then a gift. Odd is the word Family it is a large tent that can mean so many things to so many people.

So another morning and another breakfast. I am cutting down on food again, there no real need to eat unless absolutley neccasary. I think some fruit and my deathly black coffee should do just nice. Hot Bitter Liquid Doom.

Today is defiantly a Nick Cave day, there can be no doubt. The music is just floating over me right. Which album? odd I say album I wonder if people younger then myself ever say that or is it just CD. Funny thing is I never bought albums I was on the cusp of cassette to CD, any yet its my chosen nomenclature. Still bravo to Vinyl a format long since disregarded by the mainstream yet survived its replacement. Still which album should be the chosen arc of the day?

Francis Bacon

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