Sunday 8 November 2009

eco notes

Labour – either limited (advanced capitalist countries) or unlimited (developing). Keynes did assume unlimited labour, but also unlimited capital and land. The assumption that such labour is available at a constant real wage (a subsistence wage).
Unlimited (unskilled) labour can’t be applied to all under-developed countries, e.g. 1958 Africa. However, where population is relatively large compared to capital and natural resources, and marginal productivity of labour is negligible or zero (therefore avail. at subsistence wage). This disguised labour could be said of small holdings held by families, where if some members had other work the remaining could still cultivate the land. Lewis: bag carriers, etc. “Could be halved”. Wages are at subsistence level and therefore unlimited, as long as supply exceeds demand.
additional labour: Women, (depending on many complicated factors), South Wales vs. Lancashire, UK. Lewis, Econ. Dev. With unlim. Sup. Of labour. pg404. Increasing population from excess births to deaths, bringing increase in employment w/out wage increase. (only relevant if brought about by economics development)
However, skilled labour (masons, electricians) is limited so may cause bottle necks but will be fixed by capitalists or govt. with time lag where resources are avail. < Lewis's ignoring of ‘leakages’ in the process of transfer. The transfer costs of shifting the agricultural surplus may be large.
2 sectors: “lagging” agriculture sector and expanding “capitalist” manufacturing sector.
If capital scarce, should not be spread thinly over labour, only as far as marginal productivity of labour is equal to the current wage. Unbalanced expansion and as more capital becomes available workers can be drawn to capitalist sector < failure to predict the capital-intensity of investment and the worsening of the employment problem. Two cases for wages: either determined by the conventional level of subsistence (floor). Or, constant gap of 30% between capitalist wages and subsistence wages< style="color: rgb(0, 32, 96);">assumption that no demand problem exists for capitalist sector output. Absence of demand\lack of an adequate home market may subvert the whole process of capitalist\industrial expansion.
‘process of economic expansion’. The capitalist surplus is re-invested in creating new capital. The capitalist surplus expands until the labour surplus disappears. Then the economy is no longer backwards.
Savings and distribution in the process of development.
Raise the savings-rate, and alter the distribution of income in favour of the saving class: receivers of profit and rent i.e. Profit is the major source of savings> Technical knowledge and capital: not stagnant. If development is to proceed, it is essential that distribution of income worsen. < rising inequalities are inevitable. There are arguments to the effect that diminishing inequalities may foster development. Share of profit in national income automatically rises. Whole benefit of capital accumulation and technical progress goes into the capitalist surplus. Income must not accrue to the landlord class, where is not used for development/hoarded.
Indigenous capitalist class will emerge, it is assumed. However, the existing dominant classes in backward economies likely to be geared to consumption, or to the wrong kind of profits. Thus, foreign or state capitalists may be needed. Inflation in developing countries will probably only be used by industrial class, so if the class is small it will not be effective, and even then may only lead to more money spent speculatively or kept in hoarding or they may invest abroad.
Credit inflation, inflation and development.
In the model, capital created only out of profits earned. But capital can also be created as result of net increase in the supply of money >> bank credit. ‘surplus labour’ is crucial. The difference between profit-financed and credit-financed capital formation: not in ultimate effect on output, but in immediate effects on prices and distribution of income <towards industrial class. In the classical model (i.e. Lewis) ‘inflation for purposes of capital formation can be self-destructive’; but in the neo-classical model: case for deficit finance to secure capital formation. Govt. can control with taxes and loans vs. credit creation. Inflation in developing countries will probably only be used productively by industrial class, so if the class is small it will not be effective, and even then may only lead to speculation or hoarding. <<>
Lewis says capital formation from credit is best used on agricultural programmes (water supplies, fertilizer, etc.) as they quickly form results.
Factors which may slow down the process of capital accumulation: a rise in real wages to a degree which reduces capitalists' profits to a level at which profits are all consumed and there is no net investment. Shift in the inter-sectoral terms of trade against the capitalist sector. Unions. Relationship between industry and agriculture: May benefit from capitalist investment, irrigation etc, pushing up capitalist wages, reducing profit. If capitalist sector creates no food, expansion increases demand for food and raises prices in terms of capitalist products, reducing profits: agriculture must grow (Lewisian balanced growth): Hope that prices fall and productivity increases. A strong rich peasantry may, however, impose adverse terms of trade. The possibility of contradictory tendencies: ‘Floor’ rises, pushing up wages of industrial sectors. < failure to predict the effects of rapid population growth. This may eat into the agricultural surplus and, therefore, into the capitalist profit share.
The implications of comparative advantage, viewed in dynamic terms. The central thrust is in terms of a closed economy. But Lewis does provide something of an open economy treatment. A suitably dynamic theory of comparative advantage is valid for countries with surplus labour. A case for industrialisation in poor countries, and even for the creation of a heavy industry sector. In terms of inflation,

Four basic sets of criticisms

1) The unlimited supplies of labour assumption attacked - The Lewis defence: the difference between the marginal product of a man and of a man-hour. The seasonality issue<>
2) The constant real wage assumption criticised. No real conclusion.
3) Criticism of the assumption that agriculture a simple land-labour activity. Lewis obviously aware that this only a convenient assumption, to allow the model to proceed. But two possibly related sets of assumptions with dangerous implications might be taken from the model:
a) agriculture is incapable of saving and investing to create a stock of capital, and incapable of generating a net surplus;
b) agriculture's investment needs are insignificant.
Lewis unhappy about this criticism more than any other. The Lewis denial (he points to his early stress on the need for balanced growth): not wholly convincing, in that the wrong conclusions might easily be drawn by others.
4) Criticism of the assumption of a primordial, stagnant, untouched traditional economy: not isolated but long ago drawn into exploitative relationship with the capitalist world.

Sunday 11 October 2009

The micro-organism that killed itself... and humanity.

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Or, How the Earth was saved.

Pete was watching the monitor intensely. 30... 20... 15...

Knock knock

Damnit, thought Pete. He quickly pulled his pants up and, adjusting his jacket, opened the door.

“Ah, Jacqueline,” he said, slowly opening the door wider, “to what do I owe this pleasure?”

“It’s this here sir...” She looked slightly confused, “are you ok sir?”

“Yes, of course, I was just a tad busy that’s all...”

“But sir, I mean, your neck...”

She pointed to his neck, looking slightly repugnated. As he felt his neck he felt many little bobbles, like spots.

“Retrieve a Petri dish,” he ordered.

When she returned he squeezed one of the spots and released the forth-coming liquid into the dish. He started coughing. Soon the carpet was stained dark red, almost black, and the girl had long since run away.

Pete came to in a hospital room. At the end of his bed was a pile of work.

Marking, he thought groggily, damn, they never leave me alone do they...

“Hey, Mr McCarty!” he heard, accompanied by more girlish voices. He often felt that his only students were girls. In fact, that was almost true.

“Have you heard the news sir?” one of the girls asked.

This isn’t the news?

“Of course not!” said another one, wagging her slender finger and nodding knowingly, “He’s only just woke up!”

“What’s happened Alisha?” Pete added, smiling. Some baloney I expect...

The girls looked awkward, still unsure how to actually tell him. Alisha stepped forward, metaphorically.

“Well sir,” she began, looking like she was holding back a smile*, “... Jacqueline’s dead.”

Pete grimaced, well there goes next years’ holiday, he thought.

2 weeks later, every girl in Pete’s class who’d visited him was dead. He was a little fidgety now, sometimes taking his tie on and off again repeatedly. Women were now banned from his immediate vicinity. Taking the Petri dish from his pocket, Pete placed it under a microscope. The sample had begun to grow and was fairly large now, even moving visibly in the agar. It almost seemed to move in a rhythm and order.

The door burst open.

Pete’s girlfriend, Jenny, ran in.

“No! Stay back!” coughed Pete, choking on a polo he’d been sucking, “Do you wanna die?”

“They’re dying everywhere Pete. Everywhere you look, they’re dying.” She said grimly, switching on the TV.

Sure enough, there they were on the news, looking pretty much dead. A film crew had run in and the image was cut as the channel quickly tried to find something to hide the deaths.

“Wow!” said Jenny. She fell to her knees and her eyes burst. Soon Pete had left, feeling pretty darn annoyed.

When he got to his friend Tom’s lab he showed him the organism in the Petri dish. Tom deciphered the movements, recognising the Morse-code style of the movements straight away.

“You know, I thought something this small would be far too stupid to communicate, let alone use a form of code we created and have long since forgotten,” said Pete, shaking his head.

“Well, it’s a bit awful, I must admit,” Said Tom, “but look at us! I’m gonna see if it’ll respond to us if we also use Morse-code, though I don’t imagine its knowledge of English is that good, it just seems to keep saying ‘Cliff’.”

Finally the machine was all set, looking like a microscope with a probe on one side and a rather small monitor on the other. The probe sent Morse-code in the form of small shocks; while any code it received back was converted to letters and retyped on the monitor. The microscope element of the machine seemed fairly redundant. You couldn’t check the facial expressions of the creature more closely related to algae than to vertebrates.

HIYA, Tom sent.

HELLO, they sent back.

ARE YOU THE WOMAN KILLER SPORE ORGANISM? typed Tom.

YES, replied the organism. ALTHOUGH WE WERE ALSO MEANT TO KILL YOU. THERE WAS SOME SORT OF ERRER (SP.?)

ITS ACTUALLY ERROR, corrected Tom, CAN WE ASK YOU TO STOP KILLING?

ONLY BY CATCHING US ALL INDIVIDUALLY AND ASKING US. IN GENERAL WE WONT STOP THOUGH I SUSPECT. A UNANIMOUS VOTE IS REQUIRED.

SHIT, said Tom, WHY? he asked.

BECAUSE WHEN WE ACHIEVED SENTIENCE WE REALISED THERE WAS NO POINT IN LIVING. NOW WE’VE ADAPTED OURSELVES TO ONLY INFECT AND LIVE UPON HUMANS, WHOM WE CAN NOW KILL AND THEREFORE DIE ALTHOUGH NOT BEFORE SPREADING OUR SPORES, ANNOYINGLY. IT’LL ONLY BE A MATTER OF TIME BEFORE WE KILL MALES OF YOUR SPECIES TOO. THEN FINALLY WE WILL BE FREE AND WE CAN FREE YOU TOO. FOR ME IT’LL ONLY BE A LITTLE WHILE LONGER HERE ON YOUR PUS.

Pete looked annoyed, and a little bit upset. He took the keyboard from Tom.

HAVE YOU NO GOD? OR GODS? OR SOMETHING YOU ENJOY IN LIFE? he asked the organism.

NO.

Pulling the Petri-dish open, he crushed the organism. In the micro-organisms last dying seconds it sighed with relief before adapting and infecting Pete with the new, male-killing spores.

The Earth’s environment was saved, for all the wrong reasons.

A butterfly fluttered its beautiful wings as it crossed an airfield. An aeroplane landed and crushed it. What an artificial way to die, thought the butterfly.

*Alisha smiled on account of having won a bet and making a lot of money. The bet was that Jacqueline wouldn’t die from not eating enough. Alisha herself was of pleasurable weight, not plump but not only eating carrot sticks for her main meal. She exercised regularly.

Tuesday 23 June 2009

we saw the sun

You cant fall back into empty hands,
No-one can live without themselves,
Burning inside, a deep hunger to be a witness,
A power, to put ours on the shelves.

You cant hold up your fellow man,
If you don`t stand upon your own land,
The earth below you is deceit and misery,
A grim season.

Building a home but no-one to live,
A silent shelter unused cept by bugs,
You thought we would just multiply,
But you forget we will all die.

When the sun destroyed all creation,
Mankind`s hard work, burned, devastation...
And then we saw the light,
A flash in the sky up above...

Friday 19 June 2009

myspace musings

Sunday, July 06, 2008 [Photo]burning stuff

Current mood: [Photo] ashamed

Category: Jobs, Work, Careers
today i found out how to use a tool which i fear more than the chainsaw, or chairs.... a flamethrower. today i took a flamethrower to the road and started burning it clean of the bacteria that is making the dogs here very ill.

My bro has arrived, though i think he is still adjusting, I hope he is enjoying himself, even if im a little too excited about going back rather than making it a holiday for him =( bad me.

We are going to Hiroshima tho, where i plan to treat him to some Japanese style karaoke and other delights. i reckon its less than 20 days till i return now. so im getting excited of sorts....

bring on th shipwreck!

future sailors....

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The Hurricane

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Wednesday, June 25, 2008 [Photo]
Invalid Subject line, you cannot leave the subject blank. Bitch
Well, its nearly 2am here. I said to myself this morning, no internet after midnight. Seems I was wrong!
I defy my mind!

updates are.. Im coming home! soon! ish! otherwise Im applying Labov theorem in my spare time and playing astro empires!

I have become an avid viewer of Mr Bean, the cartoon on cartoon network. I have also taken to burning my body parts in burning water due to rather pesky mosquitoes. Also i was attacked by a massive spider today when i walked through its big nasty sticky web.

Breeding program is undergoing development. I enjoy swallowing garlic on a spoon. and honestly i cant really think of much to say. Just point me to Shamrox when i get home guys =D

dibdibdibs



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Sunday, March 09, 2008 [Photo]moe
i love NOwegian cartoons depicting a certain person. its called freedom of speech.

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Friday, February 15, 2008 [Photo]also...
Speed bonnnie boat like a bird on the wing,Onwards the sailors cry...
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Friday, February 15, 2008 [Photo]Yoho!
Current mood: [Photo] adventurous
Wo0p! im leaving Manza!
finally i can lead a normal life again, Jang isnt too happy, but watever i need to break free! anyway, thts a warning just in case u were gonna mail me.... so, kts goin ok, im sure ill speak to u all soon, scheduled return... probs May at the mo! okies, byebye!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! much LOVE Jonny!!! xoxoxoxoxoxox6:58 AM 0 Comments(Add Comment) |0 KudosTranslate

Wednesday, January 16, 2008 [Photo]
feckin subject line feckin up me blog
Current mood: [Photo] amorous

its been like... almost a month or summit so parties with forgotten ends, losing most my friends as they go back home, got past the busy season, learned to snowboard and etc. missing home, a lil, missing msn convos hahaenjoyin girls ^P as such it is, oh, and learnin a lil Jap too hahaah i miss Newcastle life so much! ive been singing geordie songs at work haha wheyyyanyway tho, tatafor now!
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Wednesday, December 19, 2007 [Photo]koko de
Manza Onsen, Tsumagoi-mura,
Agatsuma-Gun,
Gunma Pref. 377-1528,Japan soz bowt the wait render...... tell render this is here my address currently obviously
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Wednesday, December 19, 2007 [Photo]Update 2
Current mood: [Photo] aggravated
Ive been snowboarding the last two days and im knackered.working is ok but u know. i never love work lol!languae learning i fun and when i come back ull all hve t0o adopt my Japanese/English mwahahaha hope school nd uni`s goin well for everyone!! latersssss pplxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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Tuesday, November 13, 2007 [Photo]
update 1
wat can i say? ive gotten to japan fine and dandy and now im off to be a waiter in the mountains of Gunma ^D hope y:all are good, and ill see urs soon (relatively speaking) xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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Friday, October 19, 2007 [Photo]
Game (or ’gay’, as i typoed) for a psycho =o
Current mood: [Photo] crazy
Category: News and Politics
after my last game of cider head came across some legality problems ive thought of a new ..Dtake the leader of a company or watever,(well, first train to be an assassin. and basic maths would also be useful.)then work out the minutes of peoples lives he's used up but not paid for, and remove them from his retiring age, 65 in the UK i think, for now, and, using ur killing skills, remove those years from his useful life, i.e. retiring age. now thats a game i'd play one day. i was listenin to nofx's song "murder the government" and it made me love democracy for freedom of speech. plus... theyre adding another worker to seasonal! wo0p! soon we'll own seasonal!
[Photo]Currently reading:
The Last Continent
By Terry Pratchett

Release date: 26 October, 2004

Friday, October 12, 2007 [Photo]
cidercup in brain, portable fermentment of apples. perfect. just hand me a guinea pig (metaphorically in both hand me and guinea pig, perhaps get someone drunk and send him to me in a particularly bad state). (No Anex)

DFU tshirt comin soon!

and lets look - Sean's just turned 19, im about to set off on 1st November.... need to catch some ppl...

im a snake in the grass, better watch out i might strike! anyway tho, work soon, ill finish listenin to Rush, try and line in the songs 2nite and get a scanner so i can display all my lovely doodles of late =D

Sperm Cakes for everyone!
[Photo]Currently listening:
Rush in Rio

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Monday, October 08, 2007 [Photo]
just some stuff to clear up my page



Transformers Generation One Personality Test



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You are Hot Rod. You are an all around good person. You follow rules until they get on your nerves, then you throw out the rule book and start shooting. You tend to act first and that sometimes gets you into trouble, but you've got it under control. You have this incredible need to do what you think is right. When you find yourself in charge, you are rather uncomfortable, but you have the savvy to get the job done. Rock on with your hot-headed self.
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Monday, October 01, 2007 [Photo]calmed down again
Current mood: [Photo]
calm
well ull be happy to hear ive calmed down. been organising Japan, shud be off in a m..o

but there u go.

went to town sat nite, spent money, forgot a bit of it wo0p. trillians, basement (awful), sinners, (madisons?), krash. whey!

wat is fun tho... something is, but i forget, gym nd haircut today i think! niters!

[Photo]Currently listening:
Deadwing
By Porcupine Tree
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Friday, September 28, 2007

[Photo]something worse
Current mood: [Photo] angryu know wats worse than tills? unpaid overtime it makes me want to murder the company, and basically bring it down from the inside. i wonder if i could do tht... well, something il hve to cook up on a sunday afternoon.
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Sunday, September 23, 2007 [Photo]
"excuse me sir

Current mood: [Photo] nerdy
uve given me a rusty pound..."

"That's not rust my friend, it is the blood of the last customer who asked for cleaner change."

*stabs eyes*

such are my everyday thoughts. Hellboy was on this evening with the surgically removed eyelid ninja man, who was mint. i want those eyes. i just cudnt understand how the final beast was so easy to kill. ah well.

new hours so im happy, ive got 2moz off =D

sadly ppl hve gone off to uni, but im sure ill catch them sometime...

have a blast!
xx
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Monday, September 17, 2007 [Photo]
McCann
Current mood: [Photo] crazy
i bet teh mother did it, and theyve been manipulating the media so that there's no way of fairly being tried, i mean the media pretty much is behind them and thts pretty much most people who wont think for themselves toohowever lets not hold our breath.the tills are twisting my mind. i have imagined some ways of killing, designed easy ways of robbing and been giving customers unflattering nicknames in my head. think ill get my hair cut sooni will be a lonely traveller wo0p. been listenin to some lovely metal again =D anyone else watch 'not going out'? i love itand need to think of nice things.... pub night sunday night wooo0p!party wednesday! perhaps friday fun too whey =D and album nearly done!taradira
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Tuesday, September 11, 2007 [Photo]WEEKEND BEGINS!

saw 2 or 3 nice girls today at work, thats 100% improvement haha =D I worked 8 til 5.30. wasnt too bad really - lotssss of breaks. saw someone i recognised as well!since all ive done is been at work today I have little other news... think ill head off to the gym wo0p! WEEKEND BEGINS! wonder if im doing anything interesting tomorrow... wo0P!
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Monday, September 10, 2007 [Photo]Eye stabbing and Chinese sense-bending with Trevor McDonaldWell shuttle my cock and call it what-you-will.... The post came today!But none were addressed to me, so i am sad. You would be too. And why can they not spell Mason? There is no Y!I would like to have a bowl of y soup tonite. Using the bones of letter people who spell incorrectly. Maybe I would make a bone seat to sit on too, while i ate the soup. perfect.I believe there is a sports tournament happening in China today. However, despite harrassment, the radio would not disclose to me which sport it was. So, forced to my imagine I believe it is a Sensebending tournament. (I have since learned it is women's football - same really)Work was canny. I have a deep wish to tell people the cost of their shopping by how much short of the next pound they are. I also wonder if there really is a trevor McDonald in my shop... or just a prolonged prank... Ive made more new friends too. It's almost become fun. except for pressurised overtime....My final thought is this. I had this one walking up the street thinking of all the dog violence going on lately. I imagine i could stand a dog biting my arm... and ive heard they dont release nce theyve bitten. So imagine the fun of stabbing out their eyes as they bite you.. ah, stress-relief at its best. Tara

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Monday, September 10, 2007
[Photo]new game

Current mood: [Photo] calm

Category: Life
hiya. My new game is callled blog writing.

so i wrote some stuff... and now ill write it here. They are observations i think.

I smelled my drawers and found a lovely multicolored pen. Revealing? I think not.

Mr. Blister seems to have a large hiss at the beginning. However it improves massively and is rather melodious.

If information were amusing,
We would all be abusing
It, to get a laugh,
For free.
Since it rarely seems to be,
(but) Is more often than not,
About death and pain.
It is time to take the strain,
Keep up, and change the world.

<

If your wind passages are assaulted,
Be assured the queen was halted.

A pain in my ear. not inside, nor outside, more in the middle. This is part cause of this.

My job. It is not without perks. Such as a wage. And. That is all.
I have made some friends. They have names. I remember one is also called Jonny and also one is called Nicky. There is a drummer and bassist. Work band? I think so. So do they, apparently.

I suppose that this is the start of today, but it was the en of yesterday when Scotland and Ireland won. I do not think I will celebrate in any special way. Two glasses of wine.

Yesterday i did 10 til 4.30. This equates to 'some' money earned.

Thank you.

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Friday, August 17, 2007 [Photo]results
Current mood: [Photo] blank
a quickie
ABB i got in Economics, History and English Language. Probs got the deferment for a year too. Currently employed eventually... YIPPEE v tired blank = the running free[Photo]Currently listening:
Untitled
By Coheed & Cambria

Release date: 21 September, 2005
Monday, July 16, 2007 [Photo]Quilt! Sleeptime

Current mood: [Photo] chipper

Category: Music
lack of sleeeeeeeeeep and employment... what sort of life is this???




[Photo]Currently listening:
Boa vs. Python
By Test Icicles
Release date: 01 November, 2005

Wednesday, July 04, 2007 [Photo]5 pics under my google search
Current mood: [Photo] content

5 interesting pics that came in a google image search of ""joony mason"". def prefer the first like[Photo][Photo][Photo][Photo][Photo] and ive left school! gettin a job? lets wait and seeeee...[Photo]Currently listening:
Powerslave
By Iron Maiden

Release date: 26 March, 2002

Saturday, December 23, 2006
[Photo]Disclaimer
i bear no responsibility for trauma caused by lookin at joicey's pictures

Wednesday, September 06, 2006 [Photo]s
Current mood: [Photo] aggravated

chool iss cool

edit b

Current mood: [Photo] blank

Category: Religion and Philosophy
i might be gone a while... properly i mean =o[Photo]
Currently listening:
In Keeping Secrets of Silent Earth: 3
By Coheed & Cambria

Release date: 22 June, 2004

numnums

Current mood: [Photo] numb

num

Friday 8 May 2009

love poem

See ice in your breath,

Breath in the ice...

Shadow on red,

Out of the depth.

Condensed, irritation,

reflex with frustration,

The blood and the season,

It`s cool so believe it.

...
See eyes in your breadth,

Ice in your chest,

Crystal mess on the dress,

Expossessed.

The mouth wide open,
Your love was flowin,

But now the eyes are grey, sweet, on display.

Tuesday 28 April 2009

I Stole Your Vase

You were waiting, I was sitting
I was praying, You were quitting
We were running for the prize.

He appeared before me,
Told me you adore me,
But I just carried on the race.

When I came running past your
Drive I tried to stop and look in
But your curtains were still drawn.

So I took my chance and,
Snook in through the back way
You`ll never see your vase again...

Run!

I stole your vase.


<<>>


It only takes a midwife or two to get this party going.
I look outside and it is snowing.
And as i step outside I let go of your hand,
Into the white, but its just not fun to play in the cold anymore.

With all the doctors and the nurses too.
Theyre heading out, looking for you.
Theyre coming fast, the sirens sounding loud.
But we`ll have gone, disappeared in cloud.

We`re jetting over the alps, towards the sun,
We`re taken out, by a fighter,
And as I watch the last parachute go down,
I let my eyes burn in anger.


This party needs a makeover
So lets... call the... clown....



<>


Well they took me to the red square,
And they taught me bowt my friend mao there.
They said he was great
That I should work hard
And carry my pass.

Then, as I begin to get old,
Ive learned that maybe he wasnt that bald,
But how can I tell? When
The pictures just keep changing.

<>

Emotionless
like there`s no soul
We`re individuals
with nowhere to go

The earliest theory
to ever be said
Must have been a shock
Of development in linguistics.

I wont suppose
I wont assume
Teach what you like
Ive got the right to oppose

You explain theories
Teach what is popular
Scientists change their minds,
The textbook changes.

With each remodel
I become wiser
see the pattern ends
in disaster.

<>


Cos I know I need to take a bath and Chill

Unimpressed and overtired,
Taking all I know to be fact.
The greatest thing that happened to me,
Was finding out the end had come.

Messed all around, watching far too much,
As I hear my sand, released from my lips
The strangest things in life go down but
I really need a goddamn tavern.

Drinking the drunken miseries,
Its messing with my head.
Its taking me, so long for now,
Theres times I feel dead
of emotion I
cause no commotion I
constrict the tiniest detail

Cos I bring it down on other people
Its just a flood and it stretches the truth,
Cos I cant stand to josh anymore
TBH I think Ill just leave it to burn.

cavabath?

Class Efficiency % =

((% homework finished on time * % classwork finished on time)/ no. of students - 2(no. of students))/100

  • % homework finished on time times % classwork finished on time
  • divided by no. of students - 2(no. of students)
  • which is divided by 100

Well shuttle my cock and call it what you will.

The post came today!

But none was addressed to me, so i am sad. You would be too. And why can they not spell my surname?! There is no Y!
I would like to have a bowl of `Y` soup tonite. Using the bones of letter people who spell incorrectly. Maybe I could make a bone seat to sit on too, while I ate the soup. Perfect.

I believe there is a sports turnament happening in China today. However, despite harrassment, the radio would not tell me which sport. So I am forced to imagine.

Sense-bending I reckon

multicolored pen

I smelled my drawers and found this lovely multicoloured pen. Revealing? I think not.

Mister Blister seems to have a large hiss at the beginning however it improves massively and is rather melodious.

If information were amusing,
We would all be abusing
It, to get a laugh
For free.
Since it rarely seems to be,
Is more often than not,
About death and pain.
It is time to take the strain,
Keep up, and change the world.

That was my lovely poem for today.

If your wind passages are assaulted,
Be assured the Queen was halted.

A pain in my ear. Not inside of it, not outside, more in the middle. This is part cause, of this.

My job. It is not without perks such as a wage. And. That is all.
I have made some friends. They have names. I remember one is called Jonny and also one is called Nicky. There is a drummer and bassist. Work band? I think so. So do they, apparently.

I suppose that this is the end of today, as Scotland and Ireland won. I do not think I will celebrate in any special way. I had two glasses of wine.

Today I did 10 til 4.30.
This equates to `some` money earned.

Thank you.

p.s. A crime investigator
who cant say `eff` only
`fuh` - against

Mr F. Knieval hehe

a warning

its basically a backlog of my writing from before now, putting them all together, if i put about 25mins per one ill get through fairly quickly i think. anyway here we go!

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