Force of the Blow.

“Now I can’t change the way you feel
But I can put my arms around you
That’s just part of the deal
That’s the way I feel
I’ll put my arms around you”

  • Love at first sound, tantalizing with its slow-moving tendrils of cool sexiness amidst the mid-week rain. This is the type of song that saves you, the type of song brave enough to stand naked and aloof in front of the mirror as it laughs at its very own image of vulnerability, painted lips flowering in the dissipating blackness of the room; a woman with white teeth and a lithe curved smile. In all its bruising sensuality, Massive Attack still reigns as the inspirational instigator of naughty thoughts, even when singing about inertia.
  • They had all been markedly dissimilar, from the scents of their aftershave to the interiors of their cars to how they called her name (Farah) and in how they rustled under the weight of different words. It always mattered to her what they laughed at.
  • The conscience is like the city itself, populated by so many conflicting interests and concerns with no distinct clarity on which way to go. The prevailing government of the brain does not always win. Not even if it is in possession of dominant power.
  • If anything can be concluded from today, it’s that folding clothes does not get any more interesting with age.
  • What was that dream that dropped by the other day? The one where you were standing, by way of the back door, obstructing clear view and preventing others from entering. The kitchen light was pouring into the room but your shadow was an obstacle. That wasn’t very nice, was it? I woke up, heart thunderous. The past few weeks have revolved around a lot of Queries. I am none the stronger but ever the stranger and more malleable than in recent years. 
  • Rest in peace, Robin Williams.
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