on our nevsky prospect everything is also, once again, made elsewhere. they will take us off to crystal palace, once again.

horsemouth invites you all to the musicians of bremen bandcamp page which even includes a free download of musicians of bremen's  cover versions.

now read on...

'I am afraid my sentences are becoming grammatically incorrect.'  - andre gide (last words).

horsemouth is proposing a little fiction (collectively authored). will people bite? he needs to go get a copy of a gert ledig book - here we have an omniscient god's eye view of everything but one that stays with one character (and even goes inside his or her head) but then when they meet another character the worldview hops into that characters head and away they go - chain letter/ pass the parcel/ video game. this works well for warzones and characters at the end of their tether or beyond it. it makes the world feel like a vast senseless and malevolent  machine, like being inside a dardennes brothers movie, and it makes it easy for people to co-operate on writing a piece (hopefully). fiction will allow us to telescope events together.

horsemouth proposes that they thinly fictionalise their own struggles, conflicts etc. - stay with what you know. 

horsemouth's brother's kid plays a lot of shoot'em up video games - once you have seen an enemy (or an ally) they become highlighted and can be seen through walls. this probably helps reproduce the effect of being able to hear them moving about or perhaps it just makes the actual experience less random, makes it seem more like it makes sense and is logically satisfying. the character even continues to see for a limited time after their own death and the death is replayed (horsemouth suspects for these reasons). and then the character is off - reborn into this world of endless conflict once again. (strangely horsemouth's brother's kid seems in no hurry to become a buddhist). 

today horsemouth will probably finish off all that is solid... he's also dipping into the oxford book of death (dj enright) which has a part of the ressurection at cookham as its cover. currently horsemouth is a little squeamish about the topic (death not resurrection)  - he hasn't played the reverend gary davis's death don't have no mercy recently because truly it doesn't (and neither does life), he liked (and will probably steal) the following stanza,

'life's too short for worrying.'

'yes, that's what worries me.'

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