Monday, November 29, 2010

The Board And The Dice

It's a simple game. You win when you stop caring about it.

Thursday, November 25, 2010

The New Singularity

And no group of people, is as important as a single person. There's no them that's more important than a you.

Monday, November 22, 2010

The Finite Curve

You will only be hurt a finite number of times during your life. You have an infinite number of ways to deal with it.

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

The Angel Of Almost

Then I was somewhere else, and it was bright. A voice said

"If you'd carried on practicing that song you almost got right, you would've been great. Bigger than the Beatles."

It continued

"If you'd carried on working on that book you almost finished, it would've changed the lives of many, many people."

Then it said

"If you'd tried to reach the one you loved just a little bit more, when you almost had them, your life would've been completely different."

And I asked

"Is this what happens when I die?"

And the voice said


Monday, November 15, 2010

The Monsters I Miss

And every single thing you ever did that bothered me, is every single thing I miss.

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

The Trouble With Delirium

And I don't know who you are, or why you say the things you say, but you need to get out of me. Here, there's only space for me.

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

The Men With Guns

It's not that there's more than you can say. It's that there's more than I can bear.

I was on my way home.

(Turn right).

I'm still alive.

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Editor's Note

I got hijacked at gunpoint last week. It's one of those things that happens sometimes in South Africa.

We say

"At least you're ok." a lot here.

My head, after the incident, isn't as ok as I would've hoped. I have become slightly agoraphobic and withdrawn. Hence my lack of participation on twitter or anywhere else really.

I'm fine. I don't feel like talking about it just yet. Until then, thank you for your understanding.

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

The World Needs More Fun (And Less Ice)

The only reason any of it exists, is so that you can have fun while you're here.

Monday, November 1, 2010

The Glass Tower

Until you are no longer the pictures that chase me down a flight of screens each night. Until the part of me that you first touched, forgets.