i'd say your blog got chewed up by the security key pad thingy that you're noodling around with at the start of this.....don't trust it with phone numbers or credit cards!
here's one reason why the critical acclaim for Untitled 23 didn't translate into extra sales: in the UK, the music press ads carried a quote saying "After nearly 30 years the Church have made a listenable album" ! Not QUITE the impression you wanted to convey, I guess...
: couldn't explain: explain: even if i could: comments re-orientating advance perception of perspective (see pre-view timebeing: 13th dream on/or at times, more than others (about loss or (whatever doesn't... but (also, see forever* and/or what it feels like))))...into the fire, meM (howthe fukwe suppose2know) who? (2day ismy birthday:)
Star crossed paths with Kilbey.... starts out with a six six six, ends up reaching out to a magnetic heaven... 45 seconds... 3, 2, 1... does ‘he find it’ can it be found? What is it? What doth the seeker seek? Thrown down to earth to create other Kilbey’s, blessedly left here to sing, swim, pace, wander the globe and try to climb the sky’s starry wall to eden... the voice always climbs farther then the arm stretching out... you are not the only one that has lost something along the weary way... your not the only one with a sole that’s so old its reflection is mirrored in ancient cave paintings and weather worn rock carvings... staring into the great big sky, still a-waiting the answer to some long lost question asked in a time-travelers light, by night... ‘and still’ your not the only one frustrated frighted or frazzled... your not the only one out on life’s type-rope-wire, swaying between heaven an hell... often we dance upon this dizzying hight... driven by the highs an the lows, when at times.., I know everything.., yet I don’t know;...; however ...generally after a frenzy, comes a calm and a harmony... nature’s tempests and sweet breezes shows this reflecting through us, if we can let go an see... if I, the one an only obscure ol me' can let go.., then the one and only ‘Kilbey! can let it go... and be...’
...at this point my longitude and latitude are slightly skewed...
She was wise blog she had images that would set your lights afire she will be missed by all Although I didn't know her personally according to all her relatives she was very generous with her knowledge she never hesitated to express herself she lived life to fullest may she rest in scattered images and sparse thought and maybe one day she shall be reborn into a vessel more fit to suit her let us bow our heads and look out to sea
24 comments:
mabye you left it on the beach? When you picked up the towels you may have droped it.
Very short, but oh so sweet. Don't be sad, just remember, everything happens for a reason!!!
bummerrrrrr! please write another sk
Beach??
bloggone it
i'd say your blog got chewed up by the security key pad thingy that you're noodling around with at the start of this.....don't trust it with phone numbers or credit cards!
love always.....
short and sweet!!
:'-(
♥
:( ill look for it Steve! just sit tight, that was really cool, i love the old time look:)
ooh, it makes me wonder
here's one reason why the critical acclaim for Untitled 23 didn't translate into extra sales:
in the UK, the music press ads carried a quote saying
"After nearly 30 years the Church have made a listenable album" !
Not QUITE the impression you wanted to convey, I guess...
LOL - "magnetic heaven" ...
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to laugh at your blog loss.
who's the old sod in the occer shorts?!
strewth!
d'ya wear those in wup-wup, y'gallah?
stone the bleedin crows!
steve is it true that Alf off Home And Away is Grant McLennan's dad?
i make the face of sad while rattling surly.
was that morricone wafting up there towards the end?
nice and not so nice (about the blog).
-glynnis
Have you checked with the local blog catcher?
hows your training program going
anyway...
Jen x
: couldn't explain: explain: even if i could: comments re-orientating advance perception of perspective (see pre-view timebeing: 13th dream on/or at times, more than others (about loss or (whatever doesn't... but (also, see forever* and/or what it feels like))))...into the fire, meM (howthe fukwe suppose2know) who? (2day ismy birthday:)
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now, avant-garde, btw====want a receipt?
Mem==says avant-garde? i say daDa? Ooopopsa i did't say nothing=--=? said?==Ooopsoos Da!?
Star crossed paths with Kilbey.... starts out with a six six six, ends up reaching out to a magnetic heaven... 45 seconds... 3, 2, 1... does ‘he find it’ can it be found? What is it? What doth the seeker seek? Thrown down to earth to create other Kilbey’s, blessedly left here to sing, swim, pace, wander the globe and try to climb the sky’s starry wall to eden... the voice always climbs farther then the arm stretching out... you are not the only one that has lost something along the weary way... your not the only one with a sole that’s so old its reflection is mirrored in ancient cave paintings and weather worn rock carvings... staring into the great big sky, still a-waiting the answer to some long lost question asked in a time-travelers light, by night... ‘and still’ your not the only one frustrated frighted or frazzled... your not the only one out on life’s type-rope-wire, swaying between heaven an hell... often we dance upon this dizzying hight... driven by the highs an the lows, when at times.., I know everything.., yet I don’t know;...; however ...generally after a frenzy, comes a calm and a harmony... nature’s tempests and sweet breezes shows this reflecting through us, if we can let go an see... if I, the one an only obscure ol me' can let go.., then the one and only ‘Kilbey! can let it go... and be...’
...at this point my longitude and latitude are slightly skewed...
...composed with kindliest regards...
John
It was just an excuse to get your calves out.
jean-luc kilbey?
gawd help us..........
Eulogy To A Missed Blog
She was wise blog
she had images that would
set your lights afire
she will be missed by all
Although I didn't know her personally
according to all her relatives
she was very generous with her knowledge
she never hesitated to express herself
she lived life to fullest
may she rest in scattered images
and sparse thought
and maybe one day she shall be
reborn into a vessel more fit to suit her
let us bow our heads and look out to sea
post a reward
xoxo
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