The curse of the comedian is to bring laughter to people while sinking in to depression after the show. Their reality is solitude.
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Into The Flesh – Day 01
Posted in Writing with tags geosolus, Mirrors And Black Magic, The Conversations, The Fool on 15/11/2021 by GeoSolus“Cast your mind back to times more innocent and allow retrospect to tell the tale.
Start with the location, set the scene, paint a mental picture for those trying to understand the thought process.’
‘Was it night?’
‘Yes, yes it was.’
‘A city, a town, a village, the wilderness?’
‘A village. A village large enough to support several stores.’
‘Where about in this village does the action take place?’
‘A park. A park with a small campsite and a lake.’
‘Now, let us look in to the acts. Why were you at this park? What happened when you were there? What was the outcome?’
‘I was camping with friends’
‘For the sake of it?’
‘No, there was going to be a music concert.’
‘What kind of music?’
‘It was a cover band, they did rock tunes mainly.’
‘You like rock music?’
‘Yeah, that’s my scene, still is.’
‘Did anything happen other than listening to music at this concert?’
‘Yeah, there was nearly a fight that one of the guys I was with got me involved in and I met a girl.’
‘How did this fight start?’
‘There was some pushing and shoving going on during one of the more lively songs, it’s part of the fun during rock concerts but one of the locals got upset with me banging in to him repetitively and a fight nearly broke out.’
‘What role did the guy you were with have in this?’
‘Well. he was the one who kept pushing me in to the same guy.’
‘On purpose?’
‘Yeah, he admitted as much later.’
‘Did you consider this guy to be a friend at the time?’
‘I suppose I did, he was one of the crew.’
‘What was the crew made up of exactly?
‘Oh, just a bunch of lads who somehow fell in together. I suppose broken homes and poverty became our bond.’
‘You were poor?’
‘Yeah.’
‘How did that effect you?’
‘It was frustrating but I usually found a way to get some cash one way or another.?
‘Legally?’
‘Not always.’
‘Care to elaborate?’
‘Nope’
‘Okay, you mentioned a girl from that night. What was her name? How did the encounter come about?’
‘Her name was Tsira if I remember correctly. I met her just after the altercation.’
‘How exactly?’
‘The guy who was pushing me in to the other guy knew her and she knew the guy he was pushing me in to.’
‘So the near fight and you meeting this girl were connected?’
‘Yeah. It’s a bit hazy now but the two were connected in some way. I can’t really remember how. I just recall sitting on a bench with her talking with the crowd in front of us and the band in front of the crowd. That was her idea of somewhere a bit more quiet.’
‘Did anything become of this relationship?’
‘we were boyfriend, girlfriend for a bit, met a few times, had sex once and that was about it.’
‘You had sex the once and then split up?’
‘No, not immediately, it seemed to drag on for a bit after with no real connection. By the time she said that she wanted to move on, I already had.’
‘You found someone else?’
‘No, I just didn’t feel involved and didn’t want to be. I had been paying lip service to her whims from the start although I didn’t realise it at the time.’
‘You felt that she was trying to control you?’
‘No, it is more the pattern. She wanted to date me, then she wanted to have sex then she wanted to move on. She was the first in several in that respect. It’s the pattern that bugs me not the person. I couldn’t even put a face to her now.’
‘Well I think we are getting somewhere. Let us talk some more tomorrow.”
Little Devil
Posted in Visual Art, Writing with tags geosolus, Graphic Art, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry, The Cloak And The Dagger, The Fool on 24/03/2021 by GeoSolusThe Disciple
Posted in Visual Art, Writing with tags geosolus, Graphic Art, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry, The Fool on 20/11/2020 by GeoSolusPawn
Posted in Visual Art, Writing with tags geosolus, Graphic Art, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry, The Fool on 01/11/2020 by GeoSolusA Fool’s Moon
Posted in Visual Art, Writing with tags geosolus, Graphic Art, Mirrors And Black Magic, The Fool, The Second Ritual on 16/09/2020 by GeoSolusOverused and so often confused with varying emotions, love is both elusive and a certitude. You will know if it is in your life without question. It is a sacred bond beyond the realms of cult and its religious dictate. A bond that few will experience and thus the masses will use the word to describe their euphoria, desire, lust, longing and hurt. Demonstrating in the process the absence of love in their lives.
The Guardian Of Secrets
Posted in Visual Art, Writing with tags Death, geosolus, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry, The Cloak And The Dagger, The Fool, The Second Ritual on 31/10/2019 by GeoSolus“From association to derivation to the spark of life granting creation, you were born and have the time to dwell. So swallow the pill and join me in Hell. Where you are blinded by faith and I am blinded by fury and our love refuses to let us see. That there is no future for you and me. You are life and I am death and if we sealed the deal with a kiss then I would forever be bereft.
So I feel you from a distance. Just out of touch. For my touch is reserved for those who have nothing left.”
Love For The Lost
Posted in Writing with tags Fair Flames, geosolus, lyric, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry, The Fool, The Slow Burn on 31/05/2019 by GeoSolusBroken little boy
I don’t know how to fix you
But I can make you
A better man
I understand
The hardship
The strife
The misgivings
All too human
That darken our lives
I can’t give you joy
I’ll just soften the blows
And replace the fist
With a hand
As this world can be forbidding
And life so unforgiving
I’ll forge that little boy
Into a man
Harlequin WIP
Posted in Visual Art, Writing with tags Art, geosolus, Mirrors And Black Magic, The Fool, The Mysteries on 17/08/2017 by GeoSolus“Is that a light at the end of the tunnel?” He inquired
“No!” Replied the Jester, “You are just being born.”
The Fool
Posted in Writing with tags geosolus, Mirrors And Black Magic, The Fool, The Mysteries on 28/01/2017 by GeoSolusDo what you’re told
And learn all the codes
Assimilate
Regurgitate
And worship the old
Ways of escape
Will come with age
Overcoming
Becoming
A fighter and sage
Left by the wayside
To fend for yourself
Where bloodshed
And mind games
Bring power and wealth
You went off the path
Left love behind
For vengeance?
For Justice?
Or for the healing of time?