Slow Lunar Light

Do you suppose somewhere in the world there are 2012 doomsday believers who are taking out massive loans and spending happily without worrying about repaying the loan? Wouldn’t that be wonderful?

Suddenly terminal illness so long as you don’t have any assets or kin potentially means one immense party, living as a hedonist for a few years.

It’d be even stranger when the doctors inform you that the illness is in remission and you’ll live, suddenly, financially crippled with debt.

Perhaps then the person would try to disappear. I sometimes think about how successful could I really be, ships would be the best form of transport, a plane into continental Europe and then buy a second hand car for cash, travel into Eastern Europe and try and set up yourself up in a small town, take in a wife to join the community and live on the remainder of the money. Preferably a country which isn’t high risk, obviously South East Asia would be the cheapest and most enjoyable but they are high risk targets, major drug centres of the world, made worse by the fact that my skin colour isn’t indigenous to the region.

Iron & Wine have a new album, their opening track ‘walking far from home’ is a bad cliche song first listen I think, but, it’s not polished, he’s not trying to be overly poetic about it he’s just singing what he saw, what he remembered, the melody is in the words which is nice, you kind of feel it anyway, walking far from home, that is what it’s like though isn’t it? In the back of the mind you know that this place isn’t yours, it is theirs, so you pass by observing.

It’s sad how little attention people pay when walking around, it’s all about finding the fastest route to walk, or drive, I try and travel for pleasure, I am happy to go a bit out of my way so I can go past the park, or certain roads that I’m fond of, particularly in Spring with the rich scent of potato vine and apple blossoms, damp air, that’s special to me, that’s worth walking there instead of driving if I can experience that.

The sky is so beautiful in Autumn, clear and distant, I like a big sky, in country Australia in the middle of those big sport pitches they have everywhere there’s just so much sky, horizon to horizon, it’s amazing. In the park, near the pine forest, as you emerge from a small canopy of trees the sky just bursts into apparition, it’s always distracting, there’s a small bit of a field that I stumble across every time because I’m not looking where I’m going.

I like it when people walk around with sun umbrellas, there’s something very cute about the whole thing, this Victorian sentiment of white lily skin, it’s not popular anymore though, everyone finds tans attractive so I’m in a boat by myself, I think beautiful pale skin is very desirable. Males who don’t put much thought into what they find attractive in females just seem ignorant to me, I mean, if you’re going to put some thought into any subject, surely that’s the one right? That’s the great biological purpose, the urge, the fundamental desire and great human joy.

Obviously I’m a bit scattered at the moment.