Excl story: This Annoys Me; House/Disco Mix - the imagination of the world; Poem - run through summer; It's All Art; Create Immortality: Tales From The UniversE 67 - newsletter from earth's curve
An arcadia of imagination
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1. Kid Paradise’s Summer Beach Bar is here and is Zany and Zany. And Zany. And, VAIT a minute: Zany-IER than 30 seconds ago!!! And is hitting the hot months of 2024 like The Paradise Kid is born a trillion times each decade while exulting in a perma-mid-life non-and actual crisis
VUNDERBAR mid-June is here and
what else
to do
than listen
LOUD
to Kid P’s tuuuuunnnnnnnneS???
‘the imagination of the world’
Kid Paradise In The Mix Is Handing It Out!!!
2. It is all art, baby
The wind or machinery of the earth?
3. Poem: run through summer
to run through summer
in the longgrass
along the meadows
in a breeze of flowers
and the hush of the earth
as it twirls in space
and the sun and the azure sky
is where eternity
awaits
to be biffed about the celestial place
4. Short Story
This Annoys Me
‘This annoys,’ she said, outside the Flute & Firkin, and there, on Park Lane, in the village of Poynton, the day of the earth 13 June, the year of 2024 of the stars and the universes and the galaxies, Emmajane proceeded to address whoever would listen, whoever passed by.
She said, ‘I don’t see enough sky. I don’t have enough sun. I don’t have enough time to think what I’ve forgotten, about what I care about. I don’t know what butterflies were called many years ago or if flowers dream or do cats have twins born years and many leagues apart? Water - it annoys me, too, how and why my son who is now grown up - he is 17 - has never asked why water is clear. Been curious to ask. You know, free and simple curiosity.’
A teenage girl in a pink shellsuit with yellow piping at the arms and knees passed by and Emmajane took a step to her to stop her passing and addressed her.
‘Are you ever annoyed by anything, dear? Its annoying all the stuff that’s annoying. How about people who turn their nose up at instant coffee? You’re in a hotel room somewhere in the world, the rain and the dark outside in the morning and you have a kettle in your room and a sachet of instant coffee. Let’s say, you’re in Wisconsin, Lake Michigan, or anywhere that is out there somewhere - that sachet of instant coffee is a sachet of magic. Hot water, pour. Drink. Wow.’
The teenage girl in the pink shellsuit with yellow piping smiled and walked on and up Park Lane and the woman who herself was garbed in a baggy trousered, loosejumpered getup that is the fashion of the day sent the teenage girl off with a slow hand-to-temple salute.
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