Monday, September 04, 2006

4/9/06

Throwing thoughts – now I’m a long way from home; loved one a day away – pigeons cry the morning in (for help?) outside my window – the eradication of doubt and the day has begun – our tired landlady is up already, starting her labours: breakfast ready, curtains pulled all round the house – I am trying to find a routine but I am out of place – the harvest is in and we are risible on demand – looking homeward to:

adventures on the road and the sweet caesura of Caerlaverock where time stood still for 24 hours – and Watendlath with it’s heavy storm water churning the becks and filling cascades all the way down to the swelling river hundreds of feet below. Surely a package of bliss for the overwhelmed?

The icon rocks on his wedding day in the desert – his marriage is to a similar being; the sun and moon combined – and it is a wedding of words and shared beliefs, a laying down of history and moments of found philosophy before the punchline – by the end of the ‘service’ he is a changed man, but even that is nothing new –

meanwhile some damn yankee fool wants to build an elevator shaft to the stars -
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The Independent gives us theses figures under the headline ‘The war on terror, five years on’:

2001 Al-Qaida (?) attacks on WTC kill 2819. US unleashes ‘war on terror’.
2006 No deaths from terrorism within US since. Worldwide, up to 72,265 have died. UK ‘fighting homegrown’ terrorism. Bombers kill 52 in London, July 2005. In Iraq 41,639 estimated dead since US backed coalition invades in 2003.

The list goes on.

What was I saying about some damn yankee fool?

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