I used to be a werewolf (but I am all right NooooW)

film has emerged of horsemouth in a half-darkened (and half-padded) room. 'exterminate the brutes'  he mutters. 'my methods have become unsound' he utters. a loop by neglected american primitive guitarist max ochs plays - in a shadow play horsemouth attempts to retell watership down.

good morning! good morning! good morning! 

the sun has passed the cloud barrier and ascended into the heavens from its launching point on the hill opposite. since the unexplained death of the actual sun and its replacement by a network of local drone suns the main question has been how to generate as much electricity as possible to keep the lights on and the plants growing and how to increase the amount of CO2 in the atmosphere to reduce the leakage of heat into space. 

of course preventing the rapidly de-industrialising planet from reaching net zero is now a priority (of sorts) but one that can only be achieved by radical new technologies and multi-national agreements (we're doomed so we are).  

plans are afoot to turn the oceans into a giant battery.

film has also emerged of erik davis lecturing the assembled masses about philip k. dick's (PKDs) exegesis and the 2/3/74 event. erik was the author of the great techgnosis - he tells a tale where he was about to do a lecture on that book and realises he doesn't have a definition of gnosis, he opens dick's exegesis, and there, on the first page, is the definition he needs. 

it strikes horsemouth that it will soon (2/3/24) be the 50ieth anniversary of the pink laser beams and the fish (the symbol of the early christians).

someone horsemouth knows gets published (that is enough of a reason to celebrate in itself). and they're reviewing  breathless (that too). but wait, there are a whole series of other articles (joy). later horsemouth finds erik davis on the rider-waite(-coleman) tarot in the magazine that publishes my friend (result)

today the unblocking of the sink. (horsemouth really should have attended to it earlier but it at least gives him the chance to talk the handyman - a friend of his father's). horsemouth (the impractical) will try and solicit an opinion on the fluorescent lighting while he is at it. if the whole unit needs replacing it is beyond him. 

I used to be a werewolf (but I am all right NooooW) strikes horsemouth as a good title for a song (he thinks he could use the riff from the rolling stones' 'I used to love her (but it's all over now)'. this would give horsemouth a second werewolf song (a werewolf sequel).