I got a car somehow (why has nearly everyone who's had cause to find out been surprised I can drive. Lots of people can drive.) and drove to Poland in one go. I did not make notes in time, now all I recall are shreds. Stopping 1 a.m. in the middle of the fields past Kaliningrad. Insect noise. Lone farmhouse dog in the distance. My coat creaking to ( Read more... )

I wonder if I shouldn't move the in-between logs from the other place here. Mostly to have here also the log of the Russian trip ( Read more... )

Also, on the drive out of there the first trip, on the stretch of wide country road that's puzzlingly still cobblestone and everyone has to creep along instead of 90km/h, there was a Schnauzer running around who'd obviously been freshly dumped from a car. Panicked, running in circles on the road, shying from passing cars. But we had animals in the ( Read more... )

Oh yeah and one summer I drove to Poland. Might as well write down some part of it because I will forget it happened. Started out in the morn. Got to the harbour. Forgot my passport. Drove back, stopping at some halfway supermarket parking lot to phone some copper to check if I even still had a valid passport. Started out again. Next day, or maybe ( Read more... )

Some time passed. Nothing changed. I saw a great grey owl the gone winter. Three badgers in the beginning of the summer. Never seen one before. Roe deer, fox kit, forest buffalo. Touched a Przewalski's horse. I dreamt a shot came in through the window. I didn't jump, just looked at it. It landed, an unspent casing, on the floor. Nothing has changed ( Read more... )

In Sehnsucht there's a sound at 01:01 like a bicycle bell that isn't let ring. Also at the end of the intro there's a sound of something hard being put down on a hard surface. Muffled ( Read more... )

Calm down stupid. It's alright. Having seen(, and keeping contact,) one does not return. One doesn't come back from this. That's alright. Never mind.
~I sat on the stairs of the shop for some two weeks like one giant shrug. Bewildered on the brink of the void, as though it had come as some sort of a surprise. The two - the two people I have ever ( Read more... )

- slaughter byproduct
- trace amount
- egg white injury
- cattle as Cost of Goods

Of course the horse was alive. Don't be silly, now, dearie. It was alive and slowly ground to a slush against the asphalt, gradually dismembered, screaming.

I have now at least heard from other people who have heard a horse scream. Not whinny, not nicker, not ( Read more... )

(Today the goldfish, silverfish and 3 ticks.

Also, bought a blade or two and removed again negligible parts from the wall inside my nose. Packed magnesium and sodium sulfates into the wounds after. Worked fine.)

vaellusnisäkäs ( Read more... )