A photograph Lydia Delectorskaya taken by Matisse, c. 1935.

A photograph Lydia Delectorskaya taken by Matisse, c. 1935.

“Having no facility for speech-making and no command of oratory nor any domination of rhetoric, I wish to thank the administrators of the generosity of Alfred Nobel for this Prize.

No writer who knows the great writers who did not receive the Prize can accept it other than with humility. There is no need to list these writers. Everyone here may make his own list according to his knowledge and his conscience.

It would be impossible for me to ask the Ambassador of my country to read a speech in which a writer said all of the things which are in his heart. Things may not be immediately discernible in what a man writes, and in this sometimes he is fortunate; but eventually they are quite clear and by these and the degree of alchemy that he possesses he will endure or be forgotten.

Writing, at its best, is a lonely life. Organizations for writers palliate the writer’s loneliness but I doubt if they improve his writing. He grows in public stature as he sheds his loneliness and often his work deteriorates. For he does his work alone and if he is a good enough writer he must face eternity, or the lack of it, each day.

For a true writer each book should be a new beginning where he tries again for something that is beyond attainment. He should always try for something that has never been done or that others have tried and failed. Then sometimes, with great luck, he will succeed.

How simple the writing of literature would be if it were only necessary to write in another way what has been well written. It is because we have had such great writers in the past that a writer is driven far out past where he can go, out to where no one can help him.

I have spoken too long for a writer. A writer should write what he has to say and not speak it.

Again I thank you.”



Catch Me' by Austrian-born singer/guitarist/songwriter Martin Giebner has some of the new album's finest lyrics, and was partly recorded by Mart on his 8-track in the UK, after which Brendan Lynch remixed and produced it in Bahrain. Again, this illustrates how we have truly managed to form a global virtual collective.

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After Awhile (You Learn) by Jorge Luis Borges

After a while you learn the subtle difference
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul,

And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning
And company doesn’t mean security.

And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts
And presents aren’t promises,

And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes open
With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child,

And you learn to build all your roads on today
Because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans
And futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.

After a while you learn…
That even sunshine burns if you get too much.

So you plant your garden and decorate your own soul,
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.

And you learn that you really can endure…

That you really are strong

And you really do have worth…

And you learn and learn…

With every good-bye you learn.



Down The Rabbit Hole’, written and performed by Derek in 2013, features extracts from public speeches delivered in the USA by one of the most outspoken MK-Ultra mind control program survivors, Cathy O’Brien, who after having read the lyrics with the co-author of her book ‘Trance Formation of America’, Mark Phillips, gave Derek a free hand to use whatever he wanted to from their public speeches, during one of which, she was introduced to an audience by popular US comedian Roseanne. The track is a glimpse into the catalogue of horrific and abusive actions perpetrated by a criminal faction within the US government, and the atrocities consequently suffered by innumerable innocent citizens. A short section of one of Cathy’s speeches can be seen here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OebNmFAU-ns#t=3

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It is disturbing the amount of distress I feel when I see you living a life less than worthy of your rich history. Of course we were not all born royal, but every goldsmith and griot and servant had a specific purpose to serve. Only now, this thing called economics, or corruption, (depending on the way you interpret the graphs) has made it so that some of you are relegated to abject poverty and international ad campaigns pleading on your behalf. I want to scream, to rip my hair out in mourning every time I hear someone pity you, each time someone laments the fate of “these less fortunate people.

Jennifer Finney Boylan, She’s Not There


Jennifer Finney Boylan, She’s Not There



Brief History of 20th Century Hats (Part 2) © Charlotte Dymock

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April 7: “If today is your bishop”


“If today is your bishop”

Following your own emotional cultivators
       you’ll choose the best peppermint
                for your lifework this moonscape.  

Belladonna in Tunisia
        (with how you feel)
will also help you determine the fluency
of a relay through junkie.  

                  Maze brings a breather
(in regicide) to one of your abnormalities.  

You rise to a new lewdness
and start earning bigger rhinestones
for your workhorse.

Today’s Prompt: N+7


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The whole world has been closed to us as an infinite parable.

King Oliver´s Creole Jazz Band, 1921


King Oliver´s Creole Jazz Band, 1921

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Have you ever felt a potential love for someone?

Like, you don’t actually love them and you know you don’t, but you know you could. You realise that you could easily fall in love with them. It’s almost like the bud of a flower, ready to blossom but it’s just not quite there yet. And you like them a lot, you really do. You think about them often, but you don’t love them. You could, though. You know you could.
This quote: “I am under no obligation to make sense to you” has been all over my dashboard today. Truer words have never been said.

This quote: “I am under no obligation to make sense to you” has been all over my dashboard today. Truer words have never been said.