Feeling a little bewildered.

I decided to take a dog walk over the golf course to see what birds I could see, I thought it might be something to occupy me while I walked.

Feeling a little hacked off by rejections, struggling to get paid and a flat feeling because of considerably more time in the cooler cracking rocks, I was actually looking forward to looking at what birds I could see.

The answer to that is not many, as there were 3 very noisey 2 stroke motor bikes going round and round. All the birds had disapeared. The noise of the motor bikes was so invasive carving up an oval shaped race track in the wet grass. These were not what my dad would have described as ‘iberdy oiykes’ skipping off school tearing up on dirt bikes. These were men with full leathers, helmets and powerful trials bikes going round and round and round.

The noise was constant and became overwhelming, my dog was barking at them in a kind of King Canute and the tide way, his barking was such a tiny noise. Bizzarly I was listening to ‘Stairway to Heaven’ on my head-phones and the version I had downloaded just earlier had these unfamiliar percusion sounds in the background. A kind of shermanic rattling of merakas or something, slightly disconcerting, in a song I knew so well.

I noticed them at the bit where the tempo starts to pick up and he says ‘ Yes there are two paths you can go by, But there is still time to change the road your on’!

Several high reving 2 stroke engines, a dog barking and the shermaic rattling was bewildering, as I walked I was unable to locate myself in any kind of mappable world I knew, I was a little lost boy in a deconstructed world were I didnt know the rules anymore and the water was too deep for my feet to touch the floor.


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