I must admit, after 6 months living in Melbourne, I do like it. I feel younger than I ever felt in Cairns, and I was there for 25 years. The work is difficult and challenging and pretty much rubbish anyway but somehow you get by. I don't go out and sit in coffee shops and wank, or go to galleries or theatres, or restaurants, I just mainly go to work and then come home, and stay home, but I still like the place a lot. I am not interested in opportunities, careers, etc. I just like the seasons, and the trams, and the people are mostly kind of okay. As the most odious song I've heard in my life goes, 'i wasn't expecting that'.

Smoking What is Political Correctness? It is what happens when the Retards raid the liquor store. Queen Nefertiti's body was preserved for a thousand years by... nicotine. Why aren't there any native nicotine plants in Egypt?/ because they smoked them all donkeys years ago, acenturies before they worked out the basics of smart farming. We do live in a society that treats ice maniacs better than we treat smokers. We live in a society that understands that alcohol should have no warnings on it at all. We live in a society where you will spend longer in gaol for selling good chop-chop tobacco than for selling heroin. How the fuck crazy is that? Look at every city on earth on a Friday night, apart from the brighter islamic cities. All the one hit kill wonders that come out of a bottle of rum...all the lives butchered and ruined every fucking day...millions per day...and yet not one warning...not one on any bottle, on any can. Let's just pick on the fucking smokers. Not that I'm complaining. Why don't I complain? Because I respect grog-maddened fucking Retards as being who they have to be, because I was brought up well.

"Welcome to my office. Thanks for taking the time to come here. Please, sit down, relax and someone will bring you a cup of tea. I hear that you have some profound personal issues and, also, a few dilemmas about affording this session. Relax. You have plenty of time. I'm just going out for a few hours now, but we'll catch up as time goes by."

humans

as life goes by
we note the sky
as all the clouds and birds go by
we cook the stews and sit in pews
and read the news and catch the flus
and dance around as best we might
as masters of our perfect sight.
All praise to humans in the well
may we all abide the rising swell
and not forget
there is a bet
that there be a heaven and a hell
and neither's there at all the bells
but only here in all the tells.

more of this n that

THE LEFT/ as required

Best not to limit yourself
to what's supposed.
We are not here to be the hosed
nor here to keep the garden neat, Magritte.

Best to do just as you like
and fuck the fuckers turning right...
and bring them back to some accord,
some by word and some by sword.

We end up in the same old place
of who's got what and who has face
but after all, and here's the thing,
we all belong
and wear that ring.

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John Arthur Fitzpatrick

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It's much the same
and that's the truth
what experts say
from Ted to Ruth,
and in the great expanse to come
we are far more interested
in our bum.
So we remain
a kind of stain
a kind of song
without refrain
and shrink the limits of domain
for cum and bum and rum sustain.
We are not pirates at the mast
or folk who choose
to wear no mask
we fuck around in towns of clowns
with mental meaning so profound.
Sometimes we slip into ourselves
and find our truths
so much like elves.
be off with this
be off with that
and have some guile
to chew the fat.
be yourself
for just one minute
tis an amazing thing
with no one in it.

PSYCHOLOGY In this world they make it easy to conform to life and feel so breezy but best for you to not believe in substance or in great reprieve just find your way the best you can with deserved respect and club in hand.

wine is drunk smoke is smoked and the day settles down thus unprovoked what is new and what will be is uncertain as the things you see but all in all the all provide for those who stand and those who slide and in the end we gather round to soothe the coffin into the ground we want what's new but there's the task to find a new thing in the ask.