My Diary: The Corralling Of Dreams

Totally by surprise,‭ ‬I was picked up by a giant eagle this morning and taken to the tallest tower in the town.‭ ‬I then had to grow my hair incredibly long so that I could climb down again‭ ‬-‭ ‬eating cucumber sandwiches on the way.‭ ‬It was a long walk home.

The Corralling Of Dreams

The Corralling Of Dreams

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My Diary: Apotheosis Of The Victim

I spent much of the day in the garden,‭ ‬where gibbons hung from croquet hoops and animal calls pierced the sky between the lines of elaborate stencils held up against it.‭ ‬I met someone who abducted aliens,‭ ‬even though no one believed their stories after their ordeal.

Apotheosis Of The Victim

Apotheosis Of The Victim

My Diary: A Butterfly Visualises Heaven

Today was as busy as a two headed day can be.‭ ‬The morning was composed of strange knots which only the very youngest could untie.‭ ‬The middle of the day was spent searching the urban wilderness for countryside riddles and during the female evening Ben and I discussed a film neither of us had ever seen.

A Butterfly Visualises Heaven

A Butterfly Visualises Heaven

My Diary: Portrait Of Alexander The Great

A trip to the magic allotments where old men till their memories.‭ ‬It proved to be an eventful morning as a forgotten land was spied from the crows nest and starlings mobbed jackdaws at the top of the garden.‭ ‬Later,‭ ‬I hung from the ropes of an army assault course reciting the poems I wrote as a child.

Portrait Of Alexander The Great

Portrait Of Alexander The Great

My Diaries: Pushing Through

This was going to be my‭ “‬dance with white draperies day‭” ‬but I ended up trudging along like an old digger.‭ ‬I shuffled my own cards and dealt myself a deck which preoccupied my mind when I should have been just a silver flash on a knife bright morning.‭ ‬In the later pages of the day I found a snail shell and went to sleep in it.

Pushing Through

Pushing Through

My Diary: Multiple Oblivions

I fluttered to town quite early,‭ ‬feeling like debris in the spiral machine that rests on the ground and reaches for the sky.‭ ‬The dinner time was spent discussing mutual ancestors with one of the cyclops and I came home in a mule train.‭ ‬Ben gave me an American beer when I arrived dressed as a silk moth caterpillar.

Multiple Oblivions

Multiple Oblivions

My Diary: Going Up And Down

A day spent with a bird cage as a hat and a cape draped round my shoulders.‭ ‬Shadowman and I worked out a number of strategies to rescue Cinderella who was pressing faces onto pillow cases.‭ ‬In the end we decided to build a channel from a remote farmhouse to the sea.

The Ascent

The Ascent

The Descent

The Descent