June 17th 1989

Conversation with the sun and moon God at leicester Sq .

tube station:

"What makes you the Sun and Moon God then ? "
Well you know they're destroting the ozone and all those
green houses are wrecking. . .eating into the planet and
all that . .well lam the most influentual person in the pl-

-annet and I can stop them. .just like that.I started up at
the Sun and finnally worked my way up to being the most
influential person in the bussiness.
" An immortal almost ? "

My father was the owner of the Herald and I went there
when I was just fourteen. Started off taking papers up to
the editor.who doesnt really do anything in reality.No
writing he just reads a few sentances and signs things
and sends the rest down to somebody else to do his work.
My father got me in there and I just worked my way on fr-

-om there.

"How did you become the Sun and Moon God then. ? "
Well I knew the managment .on my way up to the editor
with the pieces of paper I got talking to them all. So I
could do just what I wanted really.
I had a bearing on the editor.did you know that the expr-

-ess train used to stop for me and and my father.the train;

used to stop.Ther'de be someone up the line trying to get
them there on Time and no matter what tiene it was .how-

-ever late they were.they would stop to pick us up.get us
back for tea. I was only five at the time and my father was;

a giant -man. way up there, and with me on his shoulders
he would put out his arm the train would stop and he'd put
me on. We would ring through, because he was head of Bri-

-iish rail area manager at that Time. He was a massive mai
towered over everyone. Get us back for tea .WeH- we were
two hundred miles from home so we had no choice really.
.. .A giant., .so what else couTId he spawn but a Sun and ;

Moon God.. . .1 had family conections so I got on a long
way.

"How did you get to selling papers on the street comer
then ? "

He doesnt replies but continues to sell evening standards
in the rust hour noise " Even Immortals have to earn a
living " his non comited response seem to be.

October 12th 1989.

Wake at dawn to witness the slaughter of serveral million
human beings.. . .no I dont think so. just anothwr work day

nothing to change history with .......see them dragged to

the bus stop by some desired instinct to survive, .weekly
bus pass no choice ... .already paided for.. .slaughter of

the whole race .. .ofa whole system of ideas in obedience
to another....

The whorship of the clock.. . .

Clocks dismantled dragging a stray traveler into the pits of
reason....

Seven deadly hours past midnight, clocks ringing off dream

gas clinging to prematurly awoken cattle on already dead

legs.in the foreign uniform of the Romans.Take on thesw

ideas as their own .Seeing life through a cloud of other

peoples creation, as a system of blackmail emotionally

insteadgated.

Eventually the sickly children of these people are forced

feed the same Ideas.make sure they dont get messy and

shit all out of their mouths over the new carpet which cost

4 weeks life units or being exact- one hundred and sixty

life hours spent at work , for others the same time would

only buy them a table but the same applies to both.

time isnt money.Money is time

wasted time.

sit by the clock.

at work watch the clock.

The clock spins showing that a day has passed.

Never have no Time .

Where has all the time gone ?                          ^

Time to die ? Time to kill: eggs for their tea tonight.