Cold Play - Fun

Charon: Retired

Re-Learning to Trust after Suffering Damage

2025

Falling Awake

The Drop

Bowie and Katechons vs. Eschatons

Wendy Cope, "After the Lunch" (2002)

On Waterloo Bridge, where we said our goodbyes,
the weather conditions bring tears to my eyes.
I wipe them away with a black woolly glove
And try not to notice I’ve fallen in love.

On Waterloo Bridge I am trying to think:
This is nothing. you’re high on the charm and the drink.
But the juke-box inside me is playing a song
That says something different. And when was it wrong?

On Waterloo Bridge with the wind in my hair
I am tempted to skip. You’re a fool. I don’t care.
the head does its best but the heart is the boss-

I admit it before I am halfway across.

Re-Ordering Chaos: Mythologing Love for the Heroes

The Watery Chaos of Dolphins Ordered on Dry Land

Les non dupes errent!