Friday.
[OE.
frígedaeg
‘dayof (the goddess)
Fríg
’; a Com.WGer. transl. of the
late L.
diesVeneris
,
day of (the planet)Venus
. The OE. name
Fríg
corresponds to
ON
.
Frigg
, nameof the wife of
Odin
(not to
Freyja
), and is the fem. of the
O.teut.
adj
. *
frijo-
‘beloved,loving’ ; see FREE.] 1. The sixthday
of the week. 2. A reception or entertainment given on that day1836. 3.
attrib.
as
F. morning
.
1592.
¶ 1.
Black F
.: applied to varioushistoric dates of disastrous events whichtook place on Friday, as May 11, 1866,when a panic ensued on the failure of Overend, Gurney & Co.; etc.
Good F
.
:the Friday before Easter Day, observedin commemoration of Christ’s crucifixion.)
a …z
19/2/99
(
The Hat
(alt. title:
jehovah
) (no 27).
(
Monday
3/12/01 (no 67)
))
.
LeftSaltwater at 7.30. Stopped before Genoa to dig out 27 Formosa lilies. Drove non stop. Plantedthe lilies. Had rung Helen from Genoa to arrange to go to Brunswick st. Its 7.30 pm & Ive beenflatstick for the duration. Before leaving, when H is out of the bedroom, I am going to spreadluminous mushrooms about for when we get back. I picked them in the morning at Saltwater.Am restricting myself to 4 drinks tonight: 3 sangrias & one drambuie. Its my new limit. I dontwant to go through the experience I had last year where after 5 drinks I had a torrid session of sex & had to be told about it the next day. I realized, after Ben pointed out that the name LeeKernaghan on the hat I found is of a country & western singer, that it must belong to one of thewitnesses. Warren Willman I reckon as its almost too big for me & he looked as if he had a bighead. He was the short fat one.
21/5/99
(
Port Germein
(no 58)
)
.
Forcast was for rain on the weekend so I drove500ks and am back in Port Germein. Stopped for a shower in the BP service station in Port Augusta(10/10/09. & wr
n nth@
rekshn darf 2moro). I had not had a wash, brush of teeth or change of any clothing item since I was last here. Felt good too till today. The knowledge that I probably smeltdid the trick. Took the final shots of the graffiti tanks I had fotographed on 12/5/99. That finishes it for the project: 7½ reels of film, one poem (10/10/09:
The Giftsearching for a shadow in a deep forestits already twilight …. and there are only shadowsI stumble, I look for signsa quivering in the air, a mistyness, a pulsea quickening in the heartI see a pale, pale lady bearing gifts(excuse the gothic)she looks familiar as from a previous life, or loveor poem“these are for you, why are you herehave you been searching long?”“I cannot tell …. Awhile or since, hereafter or before,it seems a little like forever in the air I think that I am searching for a shade or shadow(shadows inside shadows in this darkening forest)and soon it will be night and I must hurryif I am to find her”“you are mistakenit is always night hereand there is no one in this forest except you and I,you must be hungry, take these”
), 6 ‘meditiations’ (10/10/09.
O
g
no 5
). Will go to the pub later, ring Helen; am anxious to findout how Dan has gone in the new job. Time now to rewrite one of the ‘meds’.
12/5/00
(
DANYO RESERVE
(no 53)
)
.
(25/1/05. I ddnt put in jrnl ntriez on frdy 12
th
– thrzdy19
th
but th poem ‘The Room’ (2gthr wth 3 uthr poems: ‘The House’, ‘The City’, & ‘Masks’, woz put out
2
ndr th konfuzin titl ‘14/8/41’ (l8r I put out a set of trip notes wth th same titl.)) woz kmpletd @ th rzervon my way 2 meet sVaAuRlNiAuSs. Here it iz:
The Roomat the root of every secret is violencethe trunk is supported by fear the branches are liesthe leaves are tears*brave men dont have secrets*the most dangerous secret is the one everyone knowsbecause by not disclosing it everyone becomes complicit*the silence of conspiratorsa hidden depth in the glancea veiled thoughta wary stepa shrillness in the voice*in time a secret shared by all becomes
-
a code, a belief, a legacy, a culture*what in the beginning was worn as a cloak, after it is embroidered,becomes a frock coat or a dinner jacket*if everyone in a room shares a secret together they are conspirators*everyone in a room can have the same secret wthout knowing that his neighbour also has it*they may be too frightened to askthey may be too ashamed to ask*you get better at keeping secrets with practice – from yourself too*secrets are known differently*if everyone except one has the secret they all must keep silent in case one finds out andinforms on them even if they only imagine him for they may not know if he really exists, for if he does they have
no way of knowing that he does, nor does he have any way of knowing thatthey have a secret*you can choke on a secret
a … z art @O (11/10/09.
uu2 nsert a
‘c’
2 th O 2 nd
t © KOnvkshnn 4 KOpn th
owtt))
11/8/00
(
14/8/41
(no 8)
)
.
(9.15 am). I’m writing in the morning for a change having justfinished breakfast (Kelloggs Komplete Muesli). Last night after eating one of the two small avocadoes I got inPort Augusta I did get stuck into the stubbies and drank five of the six; thats on top of the two I had on thehighway when I left Port Augusta. I could be getting a habit – the cells which have a trace memory of their earlier life in the brine yearn to be pickled in alcohol in the next. The result was that for a change I slept heavilyin a sleep that lasted an instant. The penalty was that I woke up in the night needing to go for a crap. Aninsomniac bird was calling quite close by; it was a butcher bird and I notice its still about. I had to put me shoesand head torch on and muck around in the back of the van getting out the spade and the toilet roll which was in3
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