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Black Ops Arcane
Thoughts Without Soul

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Thoughts Without Soul took a lot of work. Things looked bleak for a while, but perseverance pays. This album continues a creative journey, on into some new territory.


The following poem, Thoughts Without Soul, is read in two parts on two tracks. These are Souls in Absentia and Desert Wind. These two tracks have some amelodic or barely-melodic parts and are programmatic, attempting to depict in musical language, arid, desolate places inhabited only worthless,  soulless ones and the anger we direct at hollow, hypocritical men.

The poem was written by the artist in about 10 minutes, followed by roughly 15 minutes' editing at various times. This was after many years' rumination on TS Eliot's The Hollow Men. It was literally possible for the words to flow straight out, articulating some well developed inner notions.

Blurry Lights

Thoughts without soul

Eyes without sight

Men of honour absent

The natives of a dry expanse

Knowing only as one

To whom nothing is known

These are the has-beens

These are the dead-within.


A homestead built on dreams

Dreams of Death Valley

In night-time awakenings

Quench the thirst with sand

Sing the serenade

Sing to hollow trees

Sing to solid stone

And silence – a friend.


This is the rock-land

A land of sheep

This is the grave-land

Where fools stumble about

The cowards stand

They make no point

And scarecrows flap

shirts in stinking breeze.


“It is I,” says the buzzard

“I have come to point you home"

So slight the response

So pathetic are the men

Whose souls have no thought

With hearts of charcoal

And brains of chalk

“We have our home,” comes the reply.

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