tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27434430.post6808455465016734447..comments2023-11-12T08:45:39.926+00:00Comments on SUFFOLK PUNCH: Too Hell-Bent To Be HolyUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27434430.post-12175018028192164362006-09-22T23:42:00.000+01:002006-09-22T23:42:00.000+01:00Yeah, you know I can see more and more that there ...Yeah, you know I can see more and more that there is a richness to my experience. When I think about the people I have known, the places I have been, the adventures I have had, and how all those things continue colourfully to the present day, I know there's plenty here to celebrate. And I'm much more conscious of that than I used to be. But there's an angst and a streak of fear running through me that makes even the appreciation of beauty a kind of sad and desperate act at times. And this is what I would like to move beyond, though I don't know if it will ever happen...Bruce Hodderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12023661722366383054noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27434430.post-88068105736066237922006-09-21T09:12:00.000+01:002006-09-21T09:12:00.000+01:00Aye, and the truth may be relative to the ever-cha...Aye, and the truth may be relative to the ever-changing person, so how do you pin it down?Bruce Hodderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12023661722366383054noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27434430.post-75387732635971618822006-09-21T03:51:00.000+01:002006-09-21T03:51:00.000+01:00The truth is you're looking for the truth.The truth is you're looking for the truth.Bobbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15472070140608801080noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27434430.post-44997659978514239902006-09-20T08:12:00.000+01:002006-09-20T08:12:00.000+01:00I am an extremist. May even be vaguely bipolar. I ...I am an extremist. May even be vaguely bipolar. I tend to swing massively between one state of mind and its opposite. I have noticed this tendency much more since I quit drinking. So I have been absolutely one way (drunken degenerate), and then I tried to be absolutely the opposite (pious saint). But I can't be a pious saint. I got too much of what Darth Vader would call "the dark side" in me. As if to illustrate, Johnny Cash was singing "Hurt" on the tv when I started writing this. Okay, in the absurd context of an advert for sportswear, but it's still my autobiography in song...Bruce Hodderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12023661722366383054noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27434430.post-25899890240737591772006-09-19T23:30:00.000+01:002006-09-19T23:30:00.000+01:00Still here, Leo, biding my time. Today that mother...Still here, Leo, biding my time. Today that motherfucking holy-roller almost let his guard down too...<br /><br />(The Old Bruce)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27434430.post-43366212941313506602006-09-19T22:31:00.000+01:002006-09-19T22:31:00.000+01:00Please oh please tell me this is the beginning of ...Please oh please tell me this is the beginning of the return of the Bruce we used to know. Am I the only one who misses "Old" Bruce? I miss the ranting and raving. I miss the poetry. Please come back Bruce!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com