A sad truth: machines

are less disappointing
than people.

My present dog

on my future grave,

Saint-Antonin-Noble-Val, 29th March 2019.

Of course there is no 'energy crisis'.

We have a population crisis,
a waste and defecation crisis,
and a consumption crisis. 

           Now a film.

It pays the rent.

My friend, a fellow-Irishman
who lives in England
has found the perfect part-time job
for a misanthrope without ambition
as shelver of books in the library
of an emporium of erudition.

Vivre heureux, c'est vivre caché. (French proverb)*

Having always been unemployed,
my life has mainly been
(and continues to be)
immersions in remarkable books,
of which there are hundreds
- though I always skipped over the sex-scenes,
which made the Marquis de Sade
very easy to read.

*To be happy, stay under the radar.

It's mildly amusing

that, in the old days,
people were instructed to say cheese
in front of a camera
rather than leer.

Unrecognised.

One of the nastiest little phrases:
'When you were just a twinkle in your father's eye.'

"In some strange way

we devalue things 
as soon as we mention them."

- Maurice Maeterlinck, quoted by Robert Musil in his epigraph to Young Törless.(1906).

Existential.

The Fifth Quartet

The indecent din of poetry
can be relieved
only by the poetry of silence.

"...you’ve got to be a serious con-artist

just to get your basic needs met.”

- Sam Lypsyte, Hark (2019)

Shall I overstep the mark ?

In the Lap of Luxury

without TV
I endure Existential Angst
and Anomie.

Our only memorials

should be the trees
that we planted.

...

(from Facebook group 'The Warning Archive')

Onus of Entropy.

Anus of intellect.
Rebus of rationality.
I feel
that I'm sinking
slowly below
the weight of futility.

Another few words on

civilisation :
the progressive limitation
and regulation
of spontaneity.