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Ode to Brexit [Nov. 22nd, 2018|03:31 pm]
Brexit – there’s gonna be a Brexit
No need to transpose
EU Directives into British Law
I suppose
Anymore
I mean
What for?

Dos Vadanya )
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[Nov. 7th, 2018|04:35 pm]
1999 es biju anglu valodas pasniedzējs un viens no maniem pirmājiem studentiem bija džeks, kas tagad ir jūsu jauns premjers.
Gribu teikt, ka viņš bija atvērts un interesants cilvēks (ar vieglu pašironiju) un vienmēr ir bijis gatavs draudzīgām sarunām, kad šad tad nejauši satikāmies.
Forši.
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[Nov. 6th, 2018|11:51 am]
Cik tas ir svarīgi tev, ka esi latvietis/-te?
Ja Tu dzīvo/-otu ārpus Latvijas, vai Tu ilgojes/-otos pēc Latvijas?
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[Oct. 30th, 2018|04:32 pm]
Atvadāmies no musu vēcas uzticīgas mašinas šodien. Bija negaidīti emocionāli.
"Viss jusu dzīve, te" komentēja mehāniķis, kamēr transfērējam visas mantas uz jauno zirgu.
"Jā"
Which is what poetry is for, vispār

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jPS4qsFtXrk
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out of the frying pan [Oct. 26th, 2018|05:24 pm]
She became disillusioned with Catholicism in the wake of child abuse scandals in the church, describing the Vatican as a “nest of devils” in a 2011 newspaper article.
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vaarda briiviibaa anglijaa [Oct. 19th, 2018|02:52 pm]
Reading Pepys in a park off Freedom Street
1660 Londonaa
Windows getting stoned in
The army threatening to fuck the City up
The City giving them money to get pissed up
The Restoration wind blows
old guys out of the long talking (parliament)
to die in obscurity
or dangle in the square
Ideas are the wind that bears news of the current below
Something General Monk knew
So best to be inscrutable
Meanwhile there is eating of herring and game
and singing of songs composed in Spain
and we did drink to the bottom of the cups
there being many a toast to his majesty
visceral and intellectual
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[Oct. 17th, 2018|09:13 am]
Another one bites the dust
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[Oct. 15th, 2018|04:22 pm]
Sestdien bijam gājuši nopirkt meitai jaunas futbolu apavus (jo spēlēs niderlandē LV U17 islasē). Tur, pie veikala, satiku divus pazīstamus musulmaņus (nū es viņus pazīstu), un tā dēļ es domāju, ka kaut ko ļoti būtiski esmu uzzinājis par musu Islamu.

Sākumā (un man nav laika aprakstīt to visu - vēlāk centīšos to rakstīt latviski - turklāt sakarīgi ... varbūt) es jutos ļoti aizskarts par notikošo (viņu uzvedība). Bet tagad man prieks par to, ka tas notika - jo esmu, es ceru, kļuvis zinošāks. Prieks arī, ka man bija liecinieki (sieva un meita) - jo es zinu, ka māku pārspīlēt šad tad.
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jaunumi dzimtenē [Oct. 12th, 2018|10:00 am]
Vardarbīgo noziegumu pieaugums Londonā - it īpaši ar nažiem - tagad tiek aprakstīts kā 'Public Health Emergency'.
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[Sep. 26th, 2018|10:17 pm]
Bruxelles - an ole de merde - still/tomeer
imagine the consciousness of us flittereres about as in bubbles atop shaken booze
facial expressions carved on the locals by the kids begging for their mothers
a white haired nicely hatted large man surveys the scene
makes all kinds of concessions or so it seems
and a tough younger one says sit here to his prostitute
Home counties polo shirt trumpets across the hotel lounge
deformed african plays football with fat african in the jets of steam
a phone nestles next to ear supported by just hijab
white girls busk poxily in front of the opera
Business and monopoly money
easy love and tough love
trains sigh and hormones scream
going nowhere
like this
bla bla bla.
blin blin blin
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augusts [Sep. 18th, 2018|11:34 am]
whisky mist descends on reservoir of beer
here in the belly
daughter, sixteen, dances with wife
to perestroika-era melody
a bonding song
by the Daugava
in the middle of nowhere
Scent of Past rises
with heat
Small kids roll bales of hay
Like I did in similar latitude
along time away
when further out in orbit
see down there - Je cherchez la femme
laughter and a lifetime of eternal
swaying feminine understanding
See I am observer with strings attached
or waves... or something like that
while time, beats and thougts are spent
and the bones grow wistfully heavy
in descent

and so on
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Kas notiek? [Sep. 14th, 2018|09:06 am]
http://www.westmonster.com/south-yorkshire-police-report-non-crime-hate-incidents1/

Report non-crime?

non-crime

to the Police? 

Ko viņi tad darīs?
 
A jums bija lidzīga situācija PSRS laikā?

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[Aug. 29th, 2018|05:09 pm]
Aizgājām paēst 3 viri laivā. Ēdu 'fish 'n' chips, dzēru Abbot Ale: domāju pār jaunību dzimtenē klaiskajā emigrantu stīlā.
Pēc neliela laika, sajūtu laiku portāls (sensory time portal) atvērās kad 'Don't go back to Rocksville' sāka skanēt fonā. Varēju skatīties uz sievu no pagatnes - bija ļoti jauki.
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Nezinu kāpēc man tik ļoti patik ši dziesma [Aug. 21st, 2018|04:58 pm]
Do you want to dance?

iedzēris, haotisks, slinks, perfekts

tirediem and emotionaliem protestantiem
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ārzemnieks jautā [Aug. 17th, 2018|01:14 pm]
Kur neveikls džeks var macīties dejot valsi? 

Gribu pārliecinoši un stridently uz šo
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[Aug. 9th, 2018|06:47 pm]
Seezhu briseelee, dzeru alu, kameer gaidu lidmashinu. Lasot Pound, peetiju Viktor Sasson, un uzzinaaju par Emily Hahn, un vinju guudriibu, proti

"In former times our women were divided into two main classes, or groups:

(a) Professionals (those who made a vocation of being seduced)

(b) Amateurs (those to whom the process of being seduced was a side line)."

Savukaart, es juutu, ka esmu kluvis gandriiz ruudiits - jaa - es tuvojos naakoshajaam limenim: adult male, kas speeju gandriiz aktiivi (nevis cieshami) sevi kontroleet: prieka visiem!
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[Aug. 2nd, 2018|12:00 pm]
Kur ir tādi sasoditi chemtraili, kad tie ir vajadzīgi?
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dzimtene: visions of Mordor in the Shire [Jul. 25th, 2018|12:45 pm]
Key words:



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mutterings [Jul. 23rd, 2018|03:33 pm]
Aizgājām ar sievu uz kino, lai redzētu 'Baltu Ciltis'. Larss (ārzemnieks) bija pie viena no Latvijas upes tad, kad bija saulgriežos. Bija ļoti labs apraksts (Nabas braucieniem) - long limbed and sultry, passed out in heavy hangover, old woman crying by the bonfire: vot: latvieši, vispār.
Pēc tam aizgājām iedzērt pie Aptiekas. Pēc 15 minutēm, mana sieva konstatēja, ka viņa bija vienīga sieviešu būtne: politisks nekorekts secinājums tika izdarīts. Pēc tam aizgājam ...

nav svarīgi: pleasantly drunk shadows on country pavements: saxon/danish/latvian/utt rokas rokā: crucifix shortened to represent fire starter - come on baby: light it.
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updates [Jul. 9th, 2018|04:13 pm]
Watched 'the Barbarian Invasions' after 'Decline of the American Empire'
Felt a little emotional
Felt a little foreign as wife and kids watched the climax of Song Festival
Left them to it. Went to bed and dreamt Lions were farm animals.
Later divined (used to be good at that IRL) the blood of Christ (poured out of a radio transmitter).
While working, listened to this by accident 'Are humans farmed livestock?' (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HbANk-k0kWw)
Synchronous cogs whirring. Life ticks on.
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