my life as a piece of string

a diary blog of cracks and flaws and scars

Theme images by Anna Williams

meonomous: You are now entering ‘My life as a piece of string …from a silent space’ where all manner of bloggery takes place. 'Meonomous' is me, aka Rob, scribbler, snapper, rhymer, worder, blogger, poet, writer of stuff, thinker of more stuff lurching from one day to the next in most distracted way. I’m a naturalist, anthropologist, gardenist, yogalect, coffeehead, proglodyte, cynic, randometrist, experimental gentleman, qualified in all and none, this is my blog, or diary of your prefer, of cracks and flaws and scars, of unedited nonsense, ramblings, babblings, streams of flimsiness, strains of whimsiness alongside some things that occasionally rhyme, so please enjoy your wander around my word garden where I propagate ponders and cultivate musings… My aim is to post something every day, as in daily, except when I don’t due to circumstances beyond my control, or just sheer laziness. I frequently declutter, as in retire, earlier writings, so read them while they're hot, or not. *Please respect my ownership of my writings and photographs, music and sounds *