(One slightly naughty, very short story, estimated reading time: 1 minute) Last night Mildred, my neighbor on the floor below, masturbated with an oboe. The oboe wheezed and squealed in her vagina. Mildred groaned. Later, when I thought she was finished, she started screaming. I lay in bed with a book about India. I could feel her pleasure pass up through the floorboards into my room. Of course, there might have been another explanation for […]
Benjamin was a gentle soul. He was the type that nursed small birds back to health or gave them an elaborate funeral when he failed to so, shedding a few tears while digging the small grave for his feathered friend he never really got to know. Aggression was something quite foreign to him. He had seen some of his classmates flocking together in small groups, stalking the streets like animals of prey. Their hormones raging […]
Chaud Lapin – Graduation Film from MOPA in Arles, France.
‘Make it fast’ I said to the nurse as she was unwinding the bandages on my right hand. About a week ago I had gone drinking with a couple of buddies and the night had been kind of crazy. It all started innocently enough with sushi at some new hotspot in town; the sake had flowed generously and our conversation was getting more excited. This tends to happen with us. Now that we all have […]
A man’s true character comes out when he’s drunk. – Charlie Chaplin I know black & white, silent movies are a thing of the past, but the art of Charlie Chaplin is simply timeless. An all-time favorite of mine, please enjoy!
*In Rojava, an autonomous Kurdish enclave in Northern Syria, an old-fashioned cinema with red velvet seats and golden drapes is filled with children that have never seen a movie before. It turns out to be a silent film: Charlie Chaplin’s The Kid. I can only imagine how wonderful it must have been for those kids to see this film on the big screen. Not just because they live in a dangerous world, but because Chaplin’s […]
They say everyone who looks into their family history will find a secret sooner or later. So when Zooey started looking through the old family albums in the chest she found in her grandmother’s attic she intuitively felt she would find something. Some clue that an ancestor had carefully hidden away decades ago, hoping that skeleton would be taken to the grave with its last witness, forever silenced as if it had never happened. Zooey […]
The bathroom is immaculate like a work of art, i dare not touch anything. The wall paper has a mother of pearl sheen, there are beautiful Japanese prints and a faint smell of Jasmine fills the space. It seems the towels are stacked with the use of a ruler and the toilet bowl itself looks like a delicate piece of china. I had only gone in here because i needed to escape the crowd downstairs. […]
Song for today: Jimi Hendrix – 1983….(A Merman I Should Turn To Be)
* “The primitive idea of justice is partly legalized revenge and partly expiation by sacrifice. It works out from both sides in the notion that two blacks make a white, and that when a wrong has been done, it should be paid for by an equivalent suffering. It seems to the Philistine majority a matter of course that this compensating suffering should be inflicted on the wrongdoer for the sake of its deterrent effect on […]