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Safely indoors,

Lifetimes sweep before us

Full of paradox, contradiction,

Curiosity, absurdity,

Overwhelming beauty,

Fears lurking, kept at bay

By trusted friends.

A world with no time

Experiences moving breakneck speed

Immersing us in a single moment.

Finest details magnified, becoming solar systems.

Everything is clear, nothing is real.

Extra:

Side 2 of The Small Faces‘ Ogden’s Nut Gone Flake seemed to define the entire night. It’s narrated by Stanley Unwin who developed a language of his own Unwinese … you’ll hear (and see) him at the end of this track.

To listen Stanley tell the whole story of Happiness Stan’s search for the missing half of the moon, click here.

And for anyone who likes The Small Faces this links to around 25 minutes of a 1968 TV performance (Colour Me Pop) from them … playing much of Ogden’s.

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Same path for return route.

It’s different!

Everything changed &

Changing continually.

Walk becomes journey, adventure.

This band of adventurers

Battles through

Time stretching, streets melting,

Flowers, plants, trees

Lifecycles exposed

In time-lapsed photographic sequences.

We’ve entered strange worlds.

Then!

We all see it.

Joy!

A NORMAL TREE!

Return journey completed.

Extra:

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Our party (in parallel) hasn’t kicked in … yet.

Sun, not yet set.

Clear Light.

600m walk to my place*

Achievable.

Collect some extra vinyl

Nick some food.

We arrive …

And so does a weird feeling

Of creeping change.

Records collected, a quick bite.

We head back.

Change not creeping now,

Careening!

Note & Extra:

* The map in Short Memory #288 shows you where we had to walk though one of the streets is now no longer there. It was parallel to Reserve St and about 80m to the South of Reserve. A short street (can’t recall the name – someone help me) joining Station & Woodriffe Streets. Our path (I think) was west along Derby until Woodriffe, south along Woodriffe until the missing street, west along that one until Station St and then the 50-60m to my place at 138. The return walk followed the same route but …

School taught one and one is two
Right now, that just ain’t true!

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