Mother

How a thing such as a person or a mother can come magically into being and then someday so utterly be gone uncontactable even in the slightest manner is unreal, my mother died aged 54 we had a pretty bad relationship and I dont feel depressed I just feel a little deader/blanker that is all, and that deadness means I know im closer to the edge myself now, parents whilst living even when you theyre located elsewhere and not in good relations, hold that off from us for a while, like some kind of subconscious vangaurd or buffer against the impending fixated stare toward the grave.

theres nothing definite – except death

modernist acolytes

First of all your biased … you portrayed it in the worst light, and messed with the photos making you argument biased and pointless, go wear your black roll neck sweaters sit next to your coffee table in your overpriced low ceiling glass rabbit hutch apartment and M——–E to brutalist modernism. Lets make this clear London and and most of britain is an uncomfortable hotch potch of modernist rubbish due to idiots like you all being indoctrinated to suck the ideological D–K of 50’s modernism.

classicism cannot be considered fake, it is merely a rememberance of things that once worked and still work. A sentence is built on the understanding of the alphabet, just because it is old learning does not mean it is somehow invalidated by time ?