Thursday 8th

September

Real doomsday....

Off ill.... spending almost a week already on a sick box break (hoping for once the sh... does shovel itself). Looks with all the wonderfully normal, mortal madness, procedures and stupidities are back to exactly how they were ( and litterally absolutley nothing has changed!!!!) not just the Corona Virus is more present then ever but also all the other little germs one so happily forgot to worry about during lockdown and social distancing.

Bang on massive slime attack...and I really did not see that one coming.... Keep testing negative for Covid though.

Really forgot to remember what it felt like to be really ill.

Pouring down with rain....summer is definitely gone...and all I want is to lie down and not move in any way....thanks god I do not have the range or I would literally shout/scream at the top of my voice in here continuously.

Well even if I did (and I do occasionally) nothing comes out anyway. ....on Saturday it was literally gone completely. So yeah everything happens for a reason....

And as I am trying to spell out the advantages of being sick box bound to my own brains (just to trick it one more time into believing that life is wonderful)...as in toilet is just next door, fridge also....no people (as in visual on them ) but constant confrontation with their sound pollution still....

....now this.

Friday 16th

September

So had to get out and find my own true happy and healthy self ( no brain fake fick fuck involved ) back. And whilst doing that I also came across my real camera.

Had to take pictures and do think they actually turned out rather well...mostly thanks to the light....but at my age one has to make the most out of what is given naturally...might it only be overexposure!!!

Makes me feel good to look at them...though the idea of somebody "hacking/stealing them and use them unauthorized in a "THE CAPTURE"-like ( by the way best BBC series I have watched in a while...and still so freakingly possible and frighteningly imaginable....) way is rather off putting!!!

So funny (if anything at all) when I listen to "Sisters of Mercy": Had a face on your memory/mirror??...

or "George Michael" : Face on a lover.... (ok for those who do not know ...oh here we go again...those were and still are perfect examples of more than simple but brilliant lines to songs and real/analog proof of brilliant writing skills...in THE 80ies!!!).

Currently or future wise it will be more like face/facial evidence to a constructed suspicion, or face to a non existent alternative fact.

And truly people...we all have got it coming big time....Land of confusion.... and whatever it was that Genesis sang about back then (80ies again!) will have been nothing compared to what all this is heading towards on a global scale....

So yeah I think headshots will go out, have way to many anyway who wants to look at all of me ..?

And I can not remember why I put so many up for....Or actually I can, to follow up on my decay....

Somehow though it (the dacay) seems to delay or postpone itself.

Really enjoy looking in the mirror a lot more than when I was 21...the memory of that face has actually turned into the idea I had of it back then when I look at it now...looks not bad at all...

Guess all is fair in art and war, whilst in life and love nothing seems to be...

and whatever enhances the feeling of Clarity in a world full of Confusion, Chaos and a whole lot of other C-words (c...ts) mostly is a bonus....and if it is only my own little real personal interpretation/take  of/on "facial recognition".... I still try to enjoy it while it lasts.

The rest will follow once I am really getting somewhere with the analog version of CELEDEBRIS on paper.