Linusandco

Steal yourself

linus — Thu, 19 Jan 2012 23:02:15 +0000

I’m no saint, its true
but in fairness, neither were most of the saints
i guess you have to find your succour where you can
and thirst for meaning

open the door that presents itself and saunter through.
Help yourself to confidence and a first impression.
Hello, i’m James. Who are you?

There’s always snow in Africa

linus — Fri, 06 Jan 2012 19:09:13 +0000

The kind and benevolent Miss Koala has been foolish enough to invite me once again to write something for publication over on her site. On the basis that once is a mistake, but twice is jazz, I sent her this. Let me know what you think.

Kills 99% of all known germs

linus — Tue, 06 Sep 2011 11:41:58 +0000

Honest Question: Can anyone ever be really, really-really, totally, absolutely sure of anything? Really-really-really totally sure, i mean?

Everything i know about dating, i learnt from High Fidelity

linus — Sun, 04 Sep 2011 11:00:32 +0000

Here – i made you a mix tape (i heard that’s how you get cute girls to like you). If you’re a cute girl, or even if you’re not, you can check it out here

And now over to our own correspondent in Left field.

linus — Thu, 01 Sep 2011 11:50:48 +0000

The lovely and inspirational Laura-Anne (seriously, read her stuff – she’s amazing) has asked me to contribute somethin to her current project, which is a collection of writing by various people on the subject of community. I think she was expecting a polite summary of my thinking on the subject, or some sort of description of my experience of connecting with other people. If you’d like to read what madness she actually got, then you can find it here

A wandering Essex boy was my Father

linus — Tue, 30 Aug 2011 20:28:34 +0000

I am dreaming of home
But i wake to a stranger land – and, an alien skin

The Insular
Peninsular
is in my genes, and so i claim the whole world, though no-one claims me,
and i have no country to lose my honour in.

If this loss lasts
Three score years and ten – then,
its a Long Time to wait,
and pray prosperity
for thems that have already what you long for.

So give me this day my daily
encumbrance
and i in turn will seek you
finding not so much your abscence as the sense of,
the scent of
your recent departure – after all you go before me

preparing me for a room
in this here your home.

Father to the Man

linus — Mon, 29 Aug 2011 10:49:58 +0000

I pleaded with him the night before to get out of it, but it was what he wanted, and i’d do anything for him.

So you can imagine how i felt, up there in front of everyone like that – so vulnerable – to see him turn his back on me. Refuse to acknowledge me in the slightest.

Such pain, worse than anything physical.

How could he leave me like this?

Eloi, Eloi, lema sabachthani.

Jonathan Lynas (1982- )

linus — Sun, 21 Aug 2011 20:10:10 +0000

Jonathan Lynas, who did not die this week, is an individual of no particular repute who has the potential to live an interesting and profoundly beautiful life, marked by strong and loyal friendships, resolve in the face of difficulty and the occasional ability to make words sing.

An intensely reserved individual, Lynas has spent most of his twenties struggling to come to terms with the difficulties inherent in his personality, and his mounting frustration as these flaws have held him back from fully interacting with the world around him. As he continues to mature, he will be less hamstrung by the painful – at times almost comical – lack of self confidence he currently has to fight tooth and claw against. He will eventually meet success in the difficult and sometimes seemingly overwhelming challenges he currently faces. There’s an outside chance he might even come to some kind of conclusion as to what the fuck life is meant to be all about, anyway.

His life will be marked by laughter and music. Possessed of a strong desire to seek out ways of being a blessing to the people around him, he will continually strive to get better at life and to wring the most from it, both for himself and everyone else. He will remember to enjoy himself.

He will be survived by any number of friends and family, the identities of many of which are as yet unknown or even unborn (but will be an adventure to find out). He intends to die smiling, as the bell tolls in his ears and he listens out for a voice that whispers “well done”

J.P. Lynas, human being, currently very much alive at the age of 29.

Quality control

linus — Sat, 21 May 2011 09:03:49 +0000

Honest Question. Does something have to be useful to be good?

diplomatic relations

linus — Thu, 19 May 2011 21:00:34 +0000

Good morrow, good sir
and how shall you have me take you?
for a liar or a fool?

Good morrow, kind sir
and how shall i have you take me
for an ingrate? or a faint-heart? of a fatal timidity.

This does not bode well
for our future relations

how may i get me to believe you?
how may i assure you of my genuine distress
i did not choose this
But I Must choose against it now
the future of the free world depends on it.