Recluse

The circle inside grows smaller as the boundary wall expands and spikes. Will there be enough room left for 3? 1? None? 

12 years on and I'm reminded of The Coast of Utopia once again: 

'He’s a free man because he gives away freely. I’m beginning to understand the trick of freedom. Freedom can’t be a residue of what was unfreely given up, divided up like a fought-over loaf. Every giving up has to be self-willed, freely chosen, unenforceable. Each of us must forgo only what we choose to forgo, balancing our personal freedom of action against our need for the cooperation of other people- who are each making the same balance for themselves. What is the largest number of individuals who can pull this trick off? I would say it’s smaller than a nation, smaller than the ideal communities of Cabet or Fourier. I would say the largest number is smaller than three. Two is possible, if there is love, but two is not a guarantee.'

[Tom Stoppard - The Coast of Utopia: Shipwreck]

[Joni Mitchell - Both Sides Now]

How does a person that wants community keep one when most let them down?

All I think about is you.

I saw this postcard once

I kept it in my dreams and wrote songs to it until I reached the picture. 

 

And then the peaks, mountains and trees were carved into my flesh. Part of me until I become part of them again.

A decade of guided escapism.

Maroon Bells, Colorado. July 2018.

Kodu keset linna aprilli väljaanne

Ghostly Tatra rocks

[Sufjan Stevens - All of Me Wants All of You]

I live on a tropical island

[Django Django - First Light]

Interval

[Joan Baez - The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down]

Life after summer

[Pale Saints - You Tear the World in Two]

30

[Alvvays - Archie, Marry Me]

Too late to go out and

Too young to stay in

They're talking about

Us living in sin

Wander with me

[Bonnie Beecher - Come Wander with Me]

4 am

This was also written at and originally titled '4 o'clock'. I can't remember now why I changed it. Perhaps I somehow knew a conspiracy would be unveiled!


[Rives - The 4 a.m. mystery]

In the doorway holding every letter that I wrote
In the driveway pulling away putting on your coat
In the ocean washing off my name from your throat
In the morning, in the morning


[Fleet Foxes - The Shrine / An Argument]