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So last night, into the thick of things like usual th/[sa']]rrr%d stumbling across WWII plot of co-operation between hitler & alien space ships… th/[sa']]rrr%d most confused but determined. German tank rolls through the crumbling city streets, the allies surround it and attack; not hard, the tank is made of cardboard and inside are a father and young teenage son allready willing to give up. One of our soldiers shoots dead the son and in the next second a wave of nausea, horror & defeat is broadcast from the fathers soul so loud that you can plainly hear the calmness of despair, suicidal thoughts and heartbreaking sadness all around you. Another soldier just afetr this second has lapsed shoots the man in his head. The soldier sees this as mercy and for a minute th/[sa']]rrr%d thinks he does too but then, he thinks nothing and he vanishes…

…and thats where I come in. waking to a cold room in a cold house, running late (?) it’s hard to tell as I have no idea how wrong my bedroom clock is. Thought returning to Brecon and where my Mum & Dad are staying in the round house with no electricity up in the woods.