Twenty Thirteen

"..there's nothing in the desert and no man needs nothing" - Prometheus




Captain's log. Stardate: now.

Mission 1-9-692-012 accomplished.

The crew is alive. Vital signs - stable, although many seem to be infected with joy which impacts temporarily on their frail alter-ego.

We have come to believe that time is a main factor in depleting reality of its purpose which remains unknown. Consequences unknown.

Some may suffer acute neurosynaptic damage caused by what we call disappointment. Others may seek strength to look into their hearts without a blink or choose to live in ignorance.
Most should retain the element of hope through prayer/ poetry/ alcohol and/or chocolate.

Our belief systems are unstable but in a few hours we shall rendezvous with Fate. The complexity of data can not be decoded with available primers.  The possibility of Love beginning with the same letter remains remarkably high. This may destabilize the core, cause day-dreaming and impair judgement  No one on board is safe and probability of escape is zero. Survival rate: unknown.

All engineers/ navigators / counsellors/ scientists/ muses and poets on standby.

Countdown on my mark.

Our new mission ahead:  KEEP CALM AND CARRY ON.......or I shall ride you like a cowboy.

The ultimate noise of Christmas

'So, there's uncle Bill, Jenny, Victoria, Tony, their kids..and...'


'don't be stupid, he'll never wear that, he hates brown'/
his car is brown and I thought...'


'oh, aren't they lovely!!!! they are.. let's get 5'


                ~'last Christmas I gave you my heart..'~


'..listen.. stop calling me! you made it very clear that...aha...yeah I know but...aha..you should have never ...'


'This is a customer announcement: Sainsbury's would like to wish all customers a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year'


'Get some Tums for Mum she's always sick after Christmas lunch'


'..the ones with the dots?..or the stripy ones?'


'Gill! Gill it's me! Hi darling are you bringing your chiwawas this year? you are.......what do they eat?'


'No, you backed into me,  you dickhead, look at the fucking bumper'


'...and then he said he loved me and he'll stay in touch..'


'If you think I'll sit next to your sister you are so wrong: she talks with her mouth full and never listens to a word I say..she's a eating machine'


'after eights? ferrero rocher or thorntons specials? hello?? hellooo?? you're breaking up..'


                 ~ 'have yourself a merry little Christmas..'~

'can't man..I'm skint..'


'I always wanted that jacket but not in blue..i prefer the ox-blood../ yeah, ox-blood suits you..'


'beep-beep-beep-beep-beep-beep-beep-beep-beep-beep'


'this is a customer announcement: we would like to apologise for the queues and thank all our customers for their patience, we are now operating at full capacity: check out 13, 14 and 15 are now open'


'mummy that man farted'

'do you have the fluffy slippers in black with pink ribbon..no, not the ones with the bow on the top..'


'oh, shut up, you haven't got a clue..'


                ~'jingle bells jingle bells jingle all the way'~


'..did you see that cow on isle 7? the one in a red jumper..she put in her trolley a dozen boxes of mince pies..'


'we'll get goose this year/
 I hate goose/
we'll get goose and you'll love it..'


'that would be 375 pounds and 66 pence'


'Jesus Christ'


'..you have reached the end of your conveyor. please mind your ..'

As she goes

the coffee will taste the same

the blue chair she sat in

will stay blue

her PC screen – darkened for a while

her pictures – gone

people will chit chat in lower voices about the same things

money/hair/kids/grit/turkeys

the delivery boy will bring the mail

at 11:00 AM sharp

babies will cry until their mothers will feed them

mothers will moan until their babies turn will come

some managers will keep planning targets

some employees will keep ignoring them

some will loose a key from their drawers

some will get their overtime back

but some will remember

there will be one less from now on

one less knock at the door

one less greeting in the morning

one less coat hanging upstairs

one less email to respond to

we shall carry on

smiling

staring at the new elephant in the room

silently called

MISSING

..to Gunsel