A Walk
Hmm. Still no response from Galloway. I guess he's just a wuss. A big Scottish girly man. Oh, well.
I'm going for a walk in a minute. I don't have anything I need to do out there, I'm just gonna...go for a walk...This is unusual for me. As you can probably see from my picture I spend most of my time sitting in the dark, rocking backwards and forwards whilst sharpening my scythe in preparation for the coming apocalypse. But not today. Hastings has a variety of big hills with some fairly stunning views so I might walk up one of them. Nietzsche used to walk up mountains. He said that no thought worth having ever occurred to him when he wasn't walking. He wrote an entire book about this called good god I'm fucking knackered from walking up this damn mountain but hey, I've had some thoughts worth having and no mistake. No he didn't. Why am I so fascinated by this geezer when I still don't really have any solid idea of what he was actually going on about? Perhaps because he was misunderstood...like...me(sob). It was the moustache that did it. People took one look at the thing and thought he was a broom, as detailed in his 1874 work Ich bin nicht ein Besen (I am not a Broom). Many described it as his masterpiece. Not including his sister, who was busy on her own work; Crikey, I Can't Wait For Hitler to Be Born.
Right. I'm off.
I'm going for a walk in a minute. I don't have anything I need to do out there, I'm just gonna...go for a walk...This is unusual for me. As you can probably see from my picture I spend most of my time sitting in the dark, rocking backwards and forwards whilst sharpening my scythe in preparation for the coming apocalypse. But not today. Hastings has a variety of big hills with some fairly stunning views so I might walk up one of them. Nietzsche used to walk up mountains. He said that no thought worth having ever occurred to him when he wasn't walking. He wrote an entire book about this called good god I'm fucking knackered from walking up this damn mountain but hey, I've had some thoughts worth having and no mistake. No he didn't. Why am I so fascinated by this geezer when I still don't really have any solid idea of what he was actually going on about? Perhaps because he was misunderstood...like...me(sob). It was the moustache that did it. People took one look at the thing and thought he was a broom, as detailed in his 1874 work Ich bin nicht ein Besen (I am not a Broom). Many described it as his masterpiece. Not including his sister, who was busy on her own work; Crikey, I Can't Wait For Hitler to Be Born.
Right. I'm off.
posted by Ben at 3:10 pm
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