'All the great poets considered becoming electricians at some point in their lives. Of this I am sure. At first glance there doesn't seem to be a great similarity between the art of rewiring plugs and the art of writing poetry, but you need to dig beneath the surface... far beneath the surface... below the crust, below the mantle... right down to the core of the earth.
At the centre of the earth you will find a very lonely man. He is an electrician, and works at making sure there are no earthly power failures. He is lonely because he has no friends... he must work alone. He isn't even allowed a pet eagle, as most surface-dwelling electricians are permitted. He sits there, admiring the relentless heat of the molten earth core, and waiting for something to go wrong. He has a lot of time on his hands. So he write poetry. Most of it is rubbish, but some of it is very good.
How do I know? Because he sends me poetry... whenever there is an earthquake, I search the surrounding areas and normally find a small notepad that he has sent up to the surface. He uses earthquakes as distractions. It's a clever idea... poets have always used nature - he just uses nature in a slightly more literal manner. He is pastoral, like an unhappy goat.
Every electrician I have ever met had been a frustrated poet, longing to swap filaments for similes. But I suppose they have to make a living. I have considered publishing an anthology of poetry by electricians, but I am no publisher. I can hardly read.'
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Sat 8 Nov 2003, 19:23,
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At the centre of the earth you will find a very lonely man. He is an electrician, and works at making sure there are no earthly power failures. He is lonely because he has no friends... he must work alone. He isn't even allowed a pet eagle, as most surface-dwelling electricians are permitted. He sits there, admiring the relentless heat of the molten earth core, and waiting for something to go wrong. He has a lot of time on his hands. So he write poetry. Most of it is rubbish, but some of it is very good.
How do I know? Because he sends me poetry... whenever there is an earthquake, I search the surrounding areas and normally find a small notepad that he has sent up to the surface. He uses earthquakes as distractions. It's a clever idea... poets have always used nature - he just uses nature in a slightly more literal manner. He is pastoral, like an unhappy goat.
Every electrician I have ever met had been a frustrated poet, longing to swap filaments for similes. But I suppose they have to make a living. I have considered publishing an anthology of poetry by electricians, but I am no publisher. I can hardly read.'
most definitely - with a soft, but quite firm tone of voice
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Sat 8 Nov 2003, 19:29,
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between father and son that remains unresolved for decades, leading to anger, frustration and failed relationships.
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Sat 8 Nov 2003, 19:34,
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that's a lot of text...can you give me a 2 line summary so that I don't have to read the whole thing
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Sat 8 Nov 2003, 19:24,
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but that has nowt to do with it. I was just sick of wacky photoshop pics. I wanted to do something more profound.
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Sat 8 Nov 2003, 19:27,
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"He is pastoral, like an unhappy goat."
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Sat 8 Nov 2003, 19:26,
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On a circle line platform. They are better at hiding them now.
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Sat 8 Nov 2003, 19:37,
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he could have paintmashed a cock and saved a lot of trouble.
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I think B3ta is great, but variety is always better. Lots of pics can get samey... every so often you need a good, old-fashioned weird narrative.
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Sat 8 Nov 2003, 19:31,
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face-on elephant, goatse, goatse, sideways elephant, ant and dec, sideways elephant.
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Sat 8 Nov 2003, 19:33,
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one of them is permanently trapped in adolescence and one of them looks like Eddie Munster.
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Sat 8 Nov 2003, 19:37,
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but stangely the rest of that sentence makes sense, except the ant and dec bit
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