IF THIS IS LIFE, ROLL ON DEATH

What, in the last resort, is there to be said for January and February? They are the months designed to show people who don’t drink what a hangover is like. It is so cold. In winter the temperature falls well below the legal minimum in my flat. You see, I have no central heating here. I live alone with my gas fire and we are happy this way. None of us go out when unattended.

Has the weather been privatised? Even wearing two pairs of arctic quality gloves my finger joints remain iced shut. Even with a polar hat my skull is cold as a cannonball and - worse still - my hair style is squashed. Ice is forming on the upper slopes of Sebastian. Fuck it - I‘ll be alright. Has a gentleman who knew he was well dressed ever caught a cold? I suppose I should think of people less fortunate than myself. The best that can be said for the cold is that it exterminates the old.

It is January. Another fucking year. Look at me. I am a useless dandy. I am almost bankrupt. I will either commit suicide or die at the age of 45 because I will have said all there is to say … will you marry me?

The Lord of Abominations. God of Dispersal and Emptiness.

Comments

[Gaynor Evelyn Sweeney]

You will not die and the winter season will pass. 2007 was a fortuitous year for you with your book and more, so roll on 2008, where anything but can happen, both postive, admittedly, as well as negative. Maybe, Mr Horsley you will get you film script??? Albeit what various ones said about your book, you are interesting, so you can not die quite yet ... as us mere mortals are entertained by you. I am interested to see what 2008 will deliver to your door step ...

[Letitcia]

Then let us catch the Beachy Head bus together and may the best (dressed) reach the bottom (ohh er missus) first.
Yours in deep ennui
L

[rockmother]

January really is spectacularly horrible this year. Please don't kill yourself - there will be nothing interesting to read anymore. If you are cold put your top hat on - that way you won't get such bad hat hair.

[D]

Ah, the winter does not bring death. The death clouds hang over us, even when the skies are blue. 45 is a very long time to be alive, and if you were to leave, I would mourn you but I would understand. I do not know you, but I know that you are a dandy. Therefore I know that you love beauty. I also know that you are a wise man, therefore you have a finely tuned bullshit detector. Therefore, you are painfully aware that the world is full of ugly cowardly fools. In one respect, we can enjoy that fact that we dandies are a rare breed, that we stand apart. But, it ultimately is a burden, to be isolated islands of beauty in an ocean of shit. I do not view my dandyism as contributing to my death, if I choose to exit. Instead, I view my dandyism as something that has allowed me to survive as long as I have-- my armor of beauty. If I leave, it is not because I am internally unhappy. It is because the world around me does not measure up.

[Woo]

What Rockmother said...

[horsley2]

oi seb - stop fuckin using excerts from your book - you really are a lazy twat......

now give me your personal email address ...... if you don't i'll hunt you down like the filthy dog that you are and reap some terror on your middle aged, shit stained arse....

much love dj - london - x

[scotty]

Aw....really? I love January. I love the winter cos it's cold and overcast and it snows and gives me time to meditate.

But anyway. Plenty of reason to live, eh?

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