Author: Clay

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June 25, 2018

before the beginning

in the moment she answered formless in-between states of grief shadows dancing underneath her eyes she did not recognise me darkness dull and desperate before..
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June 22, 2018

vapour and dust

and then it made sense to me i stood witlessly fumbling the key to endless happiness she sat on the bed with her hands clenched,..
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June 11, 2018

Nothing to hide or loose

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June 8, 2018

the pulse of 3am hits me

I have to quit being anonymous inside the machine…artificial space in a dreamlike dimension…the pulse of 3am hits me inside the unconscious sea…a voyage below…subway..
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June 8, 2018

friday soon rolls around (oh and playlist POW0406)

Friday soon rolls around. I actually have to put on a tie today, which is not my normal Friday (if there is such a thing)...
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June 5, 2018

plaything for the gods

i was in the desert once lost in meditation i was trying to get to grips with being a plaything for the gods i met..
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June 5, 2018

Baby with the bathwater, sibling rivalries, and waiting to be a grandpa

And just like that, we were back on track.  Today on #Audiomo Day 5, I managed to get MR Mike Trussell on the line.  We..
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June 4, 2018

First time I went away from home alone

Hey up! #Audiomo Day 4. I forgot that people are busy. My challenge to speak to 30 different people for #audiomo this year has hit..
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June 3, 2018

I played one note and I was hooked

What happens when an American and a Hungarian meet in England? Nothing but mischief. On #Audiomo day 3, I catch up with my good friend..
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June 2, 2018

Looking at the world through different lenses

It turns out I’ve known Justyna for just over a year now. We met through a mutual company we both do some contract work for...
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June 1, 2018

Being with my tree

#Audiomo Day 1. I love this time of the year when the Audiomo community comes together for the month of June to make and share..
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May 30, 2018

this has to go where i want to go

– William S. Burroughs Trying to ID the entity that is me when I know I am you and you are me even though I..
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May 24, 2018

Where is her glory?

outside, the rats huddle against the cold grey shade of sky eyes trail behind her shivering as she sings softly like a morning bell metallic..
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May 22, 2018

invisible weight

i gazed upon the gods being sold in department stores and arcades their light i have seen shimmering against your skin and it is not..
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May 21, 2018

nostalgia for the familiar

We are torn between a nostalgia for the familiar and an urge for the foreign and strange. As often as not, we are homesick most..
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May 18, 2018

her destructive rage

  metaphorically speaking a kooky dream bounces between erotic romance turned gripping taboo restrained, repressive struggling to contain her destructive rage, she falls unkempt in..
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May 16, 2018

Revenge of the economically and technologically obsolete

Two of my favourite creative inspirations on the same tape – Hunter S. Thompson, writer and gonzo journalist, and Studs Terkel, oral historian and broadcaster...
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May 15, 2018

A Tuesday evening wind down rap

“Epicurus’s idea of pleasure was sitting under a tree talking philosophy,” says the philosopher AC Grayling, author of What Is Good? And being a lover..
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May 14, 2018

Revisiting my old friend pleasure

Tomorrow I’ll be diving into a conversation about being an ethical hedonist.  I dug through my old notes and found a post I wrote in 2007. It’s..
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May 13, 2018

You can’t eat all day so you might as well work

“Every man’s work shall be made manifest: for the day shall declare it, because it shall be revealed by fire; and the fire shall try..
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