Gallimaufry the Ineffable - Vol 1

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Copyright of Thom Boulton 2011

a Monster Observer

volume one

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Copyright of Thom Boulton 2011 page 2

a formal contextual list meant for

you to use as you wish and things

bottle on the table 3

politician x 6

revelation 9

overly stimulated 12

something done 22

exodus 24

das boom 27

sat on his step part one 30

witnessing pain part two 32

i cant help but wonder 34


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bottle on the table

He watched his grandfather drink it,

He watched his grandfather feed it to his mother...

It was good enough for them

Yet he cant help but hesitate,

He pulls back, waits, contemplates if he should.

Hes seen them drink it but hes seen what it can do.

As they swig from the right...

...they retch on the left.

Pour down one way and throw it back up.

Hes seen them drink it and he knows what it will do.

It makes him sick even thinking about it... but,


So despite his fears, he succumbs from the pressure

applied by his peers. He heads to the spot where

theyve all stood before and once more he reaches for

it...


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He takes a sip and then a gulp... then he begins to buy

into the pulp... it all seems fine...


so its good enough for him...

...until, he coughs, splatters, brings out his stomach

matter the contents of his gut rest on the floor... and

despite this... he drinks more.

He becomes drunk on the poison spread by each

generation, by his nation that labelled him and put him

in his station.

He becomes drunk like all of the rest - Who use that one

excuse to prove what is best

It was good enough for us.

Still he makes no fuss and instead lives his days, drinking

always and eventually turning his gut.

Then when he stands before his child...

When he stands there as his son or daughter hesitates

and waits, stops in horror at what this poison does

cant believe that everyone keeps drinking it and asks

him...

Why?


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Without sigh or murmur,

Without pause of stutter,

Hell offer this piece to him or her for free...

It was good enough...

He pauses

But still continues

...it was good enough for me.

How weak of him.


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politician X

Dear Politician X

I sat in on one of your meetings the other day and made

some notes... that... Id like to share.

Bare with me as I ramble and rantthrough this descant

of words to give you a clear picture.

Firstly, may I just start by saying. Wow! Fantastic! How

great you must feel that you can reel off lie after shit

and knock blows with wit, is it wit or is it just you not

answering the question and changing subject, I forget...

but still after all that song and dance the public still gave

you the chance to make... the chance to MAKE... MAKELOVE... to their country from behind.

I just wanted to congratulate you on that.

So, back to my main POINT. My reason for writing to

you this lettar.

As I sat in on your meeting, after all the greeting and hole

sniffing (agh) I mean... heh, sorry... I meant hand

shaking. I noticed that you pulled out a map of a country

that wasnt yours, a land you DID NOT own and I

couldnt quite understand why you pulled out a knife

and carved up the land. You sliced through peoples

lives with your rusty knives... I just thought, I keep


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thinking... had you been drinking? What possessed you

to flap out onto the table your authority and leak it all

over those who did not vote you to be their leader,

what possessed you? Hmmm...

Then, and this made me laugh (ha ha haar) Then you

produced a cake, made from the blood and sweat of

those who hired you and you took that rusty old knife

again (By the way I think you might want to get that

checked) and you sliced off parts of the pudding... forthe bin. You chucked the crumbs in the bin, and for all

your sin... the label on the dump pile said... Provided by

the Bank. That label on the bin said PROVIDED BY THE

BANK... I believe you have a misprint, perhaps you were

too skintwhat with all the cake cutting, to afford the

correct sign but it should have read (youll find)

Provided for the Bank. Im sure the extra letterwouldnt have cost you too much. Such a thing you will

agree?

I think, really, you have to see quite clearly through all

of this... that you sir or madam are taking the piss. If I

were one of your loyal subjects I would be quite

stirred... when all these entertainers and money lendersare being given gold... for? I would take offence from

this I would be outraged at this slap dash attempt to

misdirect our fate! Are you here to help? or to simply

dominate? Remember who put you there, and feel the

scare as this continues to pulsate through your mind,


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time after time once you have walked away from what I

have said...

and I promise you the echo will chase you...

REMEMBER THIS, TODAY... The people... have the last

say, and they will get their way... they have before and

they will agen, so make sure you cut the cake for the

right men... and not your friend...

We gave you your house... so when you take away

ours...

We gave you your job... so when you take away ours...

WE PAY YOUR WAY! ... so when you cut away at ours...

Just remember...

Signed, Yours Sincerely... and ever more... Gallimaufry...

the Ineffable.


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revelation

I heard he was coming and I couldn't resist - my wish

was simply to see, hear and maybe touch - I wasn't

asking much but I just had to go and show everyone

what was true.

I've been dying to meet you.

So we waited for the hour for hours, queued and linedbut

no one seemed to mind. They'd heard so much all ready

and sure as I was and as certain as the sun - there he

rose - from behind a rock and onto another.

The crowd seemed desperate - it made me laugh.

Each clawed - journalist to their name.

Each begged for their truth however none would be the

same.

To each he seemed more like them, dread locked over

them as he opened mouth, none so sure as to what

would spout.

Their truth or ours... and how sour they went when he

uttered this to them all.


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I am not your master

I am but a teacher, a preacher of promise that if you

live your life in a set way you will be eternally

rewarded some day.

and what way is that? - cried every thought bubble

around...

and the ground went quiet, no voice - no riot.

Live life and love to please the one above.

Be true to you and your sisters and brothers,

spread love to all others no matter their choice - you

are his voice...

but you are not his court.

All the things you have fought come from him - they

are not sin!

Why would a magnificence make suffering? You are

the ones who inflict it and for nothing, but a simple

guilt of pleasure - lust for anothers treasure - you are

the ones to be under measure... and you weigh heavy.

displeased by the truth revealed -

Some, dropped their sword and shield...


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Some, dropped dead in that field...

...others turned to opposite rock, where a group or flockhad sat staring at nothing. Yet somehow they felt

unfulfilled.

However - a small little branch born of the live life and

love ranch - threw hands aloud and sang how proud...and they...

...they lived life and loved,

and they were taken above...

to be with the matter of the same, those who didn'tregard the verbal gain, the backwaterlot had so readily

used-no matter how crude... to put themselves on

others.

and all of them lived and loved

with the true judge in heaven

the one from above.

Yeah... that was a good day for me.


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overly stimulated

an essay by [email protected] . . .

on the changes of information interaction throughout

a range starting in the 1700s (Jane Austin times) to

now, today (April... 2011, just before the wedding).

Essay reads like this...

Part One

Information is the un-fulfilling food

that makes appetite grow more and more.

No sooner is it consumed that we crave more...

the next hit.


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Part Two

There, sat... Television on

The teleshow so quiet the advert ring out loud...

How dynamic...

Flash Flash Flash

Buy Buy Buy

But he dont mind them peddling, hes too busy

to take their lot in,

Laptops burning hot in hand and lap... and mind

Must check my emails...

TV distracts


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Must check emails

whilst on FaceBook

and YouTube

What was that?

Was that an advert for...

Text message

Here comes the sun

starts playing

whos it from?

What?

message box reads

hey how r u?

are you?

A R e ... Y O u......................

..........hello attractive

female on my box


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pause

Shes still there...

...and...

Gone.

Another Text

plays another song

another tone for another

Must check emails

...has requested you...

ignore...

ignore...

Ooo!... ignore...

Must check emails!

Inbox (1)

Did he just

enter the room with...?


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another tone...

an email on the

phone...

- - [double take] - -

Same as this one

Congratulation you have won

Thats worth a

watch...

...low battery?

Fuck!

Let me just say this is an overly stimulating

experience... to watch, let alone to live...

not at all like the past, a more simpler time...


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Part Three

There, sat... a gathering hosted

The social elite of 1700 discuss matters of importance.

How civilised...

Read Read Read

Talk Talk Talk

But he shares no objection to their chatter

He engrossed in paper,

Book holds heavy in hand and lap... and mind

Must read this chapter

Engaged by the Colonel


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Must read chapter

whilst flicking ahead

and staring into space

Yes sir, quite a sensation!

A message?

A letter for me?

to read?

Whomever is it

from?

What?

Homer you oaf

you philistine!

what nonsense!

hello, handsome girl

are you attached?


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pause

are you with...

...and...

Gone.

Another letter?

Yes heres your pay

another note from...

Must read chapter

...too much Greek!

ignore...

ignore...

Ooo! ... dont get it...

Must read chapter

Properly!

Did he just enter

the room with...?


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yet another message

Homer out, Aristotle capital...

- -[double take] - -

What a waste of time!

Yes madam, quite

pleasant...

...un paid duty?

BUGGER!

Let me just say this is an overly stimulating

experience... to watch... let alone to live

not at all like the past...


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Part Four

From the points raised,

the conclusion must thus be made...

that in reality, quite simply your causality for

the information bender is not the sender but in

fact you...

You! Human Race, Mankind...

face the inevitable truth and blame you are

guilty and how do you plead?

why do you need... such titillation,

such occupation, the frustration caused by

this surge and gorge of information...?

Dont blame psychology, dont hide behind

sociology... you have a problem which

you need to admit,

every last one of you... is an information addict.


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something done

I'm so angry at the way you treat each other... and no, this

isn't a metaphor for war.

this is a

metaphor for truth.

Youth mistreated by the 'wise'

The elder disrespected by the younger and this,

this ladies and

gentlemen, boys and girls is because of those little pearls of

wisdom, those shots of angst that are fired by the lowest in

the ranks.

The special ones, pure and true who believe you (aged orexpecting) are decidedly objectionable

because you're opinion is different to them, insufficient to

them.

They are the disease and if you please... Here's why.

They are the shit stirrers of our congregation who wait in

anticipation to snipe, with their tripe and wipe you clean of

your dignity. Figuratively, they are the bridge built over flat

dry land, they are a house built on sand, they are sess, in

honesty, utterly useless.


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They have some assemblance of thought that ought to show

intelligence but their sentience instead come from a series of

biological reactions, that fractionally is a large percentage oftheir ability.

Futility, you try to reason but to them that's treason, so they

h

a

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g

you with the rope made of their limited scope

and somehow believe justice has been served.

How I despise what they do to the good of you, the best ofyou. How they cut away and brand because they cannot

stand that you are better, or different...

Originality.the bullet with their name on, ready to kill when they step out

their walled prison and glimpse the vision of tomorrow.

They pull you apart and put blocks in your way because they,

are afraid to be made.

How I hope you come to realise their lies and surprise them

with a kiss of talent and taste, that gives actualisation oftheir waste.

I pray to all gods and none that you will help... something

must be done.


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exodus

Listen to this calvin klein expression...

The smart detention.

Where IQ is redeemed on nectar card.

Is intelligence a new brand?

Utter this new nation.

I shudder as I stare on,

At the fad gone on too long...

Those who breed their corruption,

Pups never stood a chance.

The aspiration for high, sold.

In administration.


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Each town house torn down for un-impressive eyesore,makes my eyes sore.

And as they march out of city, town and state...

By the ones who wish only to fornicate the culture...

Sent out to wonder amongst the vulture.

They still hold their ideals to their heart, its what

keeps them apart... and together.

As they leave they cause no situation, no problem, no

fuss...

As they leave and begin their... exodus.


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Perhaps the new clan, someday will understand as theyare driven out to rot by a less

intelligent, lifeless dot. A spot on the face. That brings

shame and disgrace to your attempts at

developing your race and making them shine into space.

And perhaps when they leave, pushed out by the lesser,

they'll have learnt their lesson.

They'll be full of regret and maybe they'll have sussed...

They're next... for the exodus.


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That day changed all as the thrall became the meat of thestock

and the flock grew in number with wade, shot up, not to fade

for a long time...

...and nothing disturbed this increase in fold, one murmur on

the booming soul

that gave the people a cry at night, a fright, a cough, a ring ofdeath passed by breath

but still it kept moving forward, always onward, up higher

and higher, climbing out of mire

then from under 2000 the boom big bang came, and once

again its rocket shot up even more.


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It soared, it broke the roof, the chain, never again be the

same, thanks to the food, the blood and the machine. Once

more it didnt stop, or drop it kept leaning back and up andfrom one to two, came me, came you and us and all and

everyone. With the sun shining down on the grass on the

ground, each of us a blade of a field, and the field wont stop

its spread. As more struggle to find that bread, have them

bled... use machine. The cream still of the crop, still at the

top, the top of a huge pile and for a while it was said that less

born, more dead. That was shattered when it once again...

boomed. Follow the boom, with an echo. Let the wave keep

rolling up to tower... now straight, up, like a ladder. 7 will

break next year, 7 will be our fate... and how many more will

take up the space after this record breaking date? Stood on

shoulder, stood heel to heel, feel your neighbours breath on

your neck. Theres too many, so many... and at one point, it

will pop. The number will drop. Perhaps... you need to stop,

or be stopped... Self cull of your fruit... cut off at the root...

what a state, time to control before the crust breaks...

...un...der

....the

weight.


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sat on his step

part one

I watched a man today, sit on the steps outside his house and

fade away into thought...

I stepped inside his mind to find him dreaming.

He was thinking about his future,

his hopes and ambitions all shooting through this vision.

He saw his child born,

learn to talk, walk and grow into a child, and for a while

he was happy.

Then came the burning winds of realisation...

that his child could not be born into this nation...

The economic hardship was sailing and failing his chance to

build this life with his future wife.


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witnessing pain

part two

So he spent all this time learning to swim only to drown in

the shallow end doing the doggie paddle.

What a waste. Time - Money - Mind.

Now it melts away at him.

Looks up at the sky and cries... cries out...

What the Fuck?

He screams at me

my bubble has burst...and Im choking on the soap,

...and looks at me like Ive got the answers... well!

see right through me...

...cause I lack an answer to bring peace to your soul.


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The only answers in life come from living... and you may feel

Im giving you a cold

shoulder, perhaps I should be bolder and try to give you

something to chew... but thats just

what fakes and phony's do.

Just sit with it a little longer,

and maybe... youll find your own way.


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i cant help but wonder...

Some like blue MnMs and some like green... what do I

mean? I hear you say.

With a world like the palette, with such a mix... I cant help

but wonder why people get their fixfrom pointing out your

choice. Judge not by the skin, Judge not by the crutch... Judge

on merits and experience.

Some like Tesco and some like Spar... and I would go as faras to say...

With a world like the genre, with such variety... I cant help

but take offence at those in societywho condemn and damn

someone for a natural reaction, something out of their

hands... and why? What is your reason to hate them, toshade them differently?

You have no real answers do you?


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You have no real explanation... you simply lean on a weak

case of ancient rotten texts or because an elder once made

mention...that is not reason, that is not rhyme or response...that is hiding behind a weak repeat...

Move forward with us, hand in hand... we the respect, will

wait for you to catch up...

Be a part of tomorrow and watch the new dawn with us

all... but dont stay hidden behind yourfence, your defence

to help you make offence...rise and shine.

This is a new day.


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