k-punk said:Newsflash: in the UK, every step is a reminder of your lowly status too, as ppl zoom by in their big cars. But who wants to be in the ruling class?
luka said:so when they find me lying in the path of oncoming traffic with a broken neck i'll look stupid as well as dead.
Fabulous piece in the Standard on Tuesday which found that, to no surprise of those of us who do like to walk in the city, walking was actually quicker than the tube for seven common London routes.
Unlike the forms of exercise favoured by Kapitalism (quick energy burns in the gym so that you are fit for work the next day), walking is a form of energetic activity which has no relation to work whatsoever. Those arch opponents of work, the situationists, were correct to settle on 'aimless walking' (the derrive) as a strategy against zombie consumerism. There is no product, no goal; walking is the very defintion of a plateau.
I always get lost in Soho too! What is it about Soho that makes that happen do you think?
The other place I'm hopeless at is Bloomsbury --- all those Squares --- I'll never fathom it lol ---
Plus it amazes me that people will queue up for 15 minutes to get a bus which they then travel on for two stops. Happens every morning...
i've seen people get on the local bus, ride for a half-dozen blocks and get off to go to the gym!! they can run on the treadmill for 30 minutes but god forbid walk down the street for 5 minutes.
I've heard of gyms in America that have escalators...![]()
travelling through realms of form and desire, the people encountered seem to be trapped, one such woman saw me and i grabbbed her, trying to free her. Soon i realised she did not want to be free.By then i was trapped. The woman held me with her form. Her embrace was passionate , her form sensuous.
this quote has haunted me for a while now, what book is it from?