Category: Poetry

Poems, shards, fragments, prose, experiments

  • shape spacestation mission schedules by shunning election machine pressures


    Do not despair,
    there are words to put your hair on end
    tip top tailored trips to smooth out
    and curl the end of the world into a Bob.

    Recorsi, the eternal returnsche
    cosmo-constantly
    bring a bitter light

    stretch the imagination to its limit.
    to make the tale true enough
    comeback, the field of

    thought
    emerging again, amplified once more
    make it new

    shape spacestation
    mission schedules by
    shunning election machine
    pressures

    www.raw360.net

  • Panorawma for Robert Anton Wilson (2013)


    Panorawma
    (for Robert Anton Wilson)

    handcrafted study
    in every direction:
    Robert Anton
    Wilson’s 360

    digital artefacts now
    fly thru a CHU space, hand
    drawn appliances
    of raw sciences

    fresh crafted platforms
    state-of-the-art in house
    to look around use fingers
    gyroscope, arrows or mouse

    visit Washington cash spill
    illuminate, cool off
    cook listen wash-up
    go to pot or

    grill, open calendoor
    playback answer
    machine

    to zoom: pinch or use the + & – icon
    aim beyond language
    Into SPACE, go on

    explore rich n’raw media
    behind hots-pots
    cooking
    panorawma views
    you choose

    –Steven ‘fly’ Pratt. 23rd January 2013.
    www.raw360.net

  • Pegasus Thor and NASA Meateor

    I’ve come up with a set of rules that describe our reactions to technologies:
    1. Anything that is in the world when you’re born is normal and ordinary and is just a natural part of the way the world works.
    2. Anything that’s invented between when you’re fifteen and thirty-five is new and exciting and revolutionary and you can probably get a career in it.
    3. Anything invented after you’re thirty-five is against the natural order of things.”–Douglas Adams, The Salmon of Doubt

    Maybe Pegasus sent an air burst to earth
    a fireball to shock and strike fear into humanity
    and distract them from their food?

    Maybe Darpa and co. were testing a new weapon
    that fizzled out, and/or was shot out the sky
    by Russian MIG’s or Thor’s bolt?

    NASA sound out of their whig
    spouting “PURE COINCIDANCE!
    it seems like puritanical
    nonsense from the Dark Ages to me.
    How can a spokesperson get away with such
    rubbish,

    conjecture works best
    when based upon statistical
    probability

    NASA should know better
    and speak eloquently to the world, not just like
    carbon copies of Enron’s spokespeople
    or a Tesco supervisor.

    Footnote 1. The Russian Air Burst.
    Footnote 2. Pure Coincidence, not related in any way.
    Footnote 3. The Pope and Putin toast to the meteorite.
    Footnote 4. Meteoric coincidence and back to the question of meaning

    The Russian Air Burst event.

    “coincidence may be more earthshaking than telekinesis. There have been coincidenses so dramatic, so symbolic or so wildy improbably that they have aroused feelings of the uncanny in scientists and laymen alike for generations.”–Robert Anton Wilson. The Physics of Synchronicity, Coincidance p.g 148.

    It’s like a huge camera flash in the sky, like an atomic blast or the explosion of tons of TNT. It’s like a rocket, like a ball of fire. But what WAS it that streaked through the sky? A meteorite! I hear you thinking. Well yes, most probably a meteorite, but the other possibilities should not be ruled some concerning the global military industrial complex and the development of space weapons and earth based super-guns? Other reasons for considering the smaller probabilities about WHAT and WHY, and HOW include creative thinking and deductive reasoning. Like the controversial Russian M.P who implied that is was not a meteorite but in fact a new American super-weapon test that resulted in something flying across the sky and exploding. Wow, maybe some Hollywood lawyers will be knocking at his front door tonight? great for the news vultures.

    The on-going hunt for the fragments and pieces of the meteorite, and/or super weapon are also interesting stories in their own right. Each one, as I am writing this, have the very small possibility of turning into a classic H.P lovecraft tale or science fiction fantasy horror story. Who knows what lurks beneath the lake of CHEBARKUL where a fragment is believed to have smashed through the ice there, close to CHELYABINSK where the temperature is -15. What of extra-terrestrial matter exploding in the atmosphere, drifting over the planet, getting into the earths weather cycles and eco-system. All these ideas have been well explored by modern writers, but only a few have begun proper investigation into the Chelyabinsk explosions with an open and playful mind.

    I am pulled into commenting on the barrage of signals put out by space agencies, media outlets and space spokespeople about the events that took place on Friday February 15th, 2013, in the skies over Russia. NASA for example, are connected with the rather idiotic and ‘gift to any conspiracy nut’ when Paul Chodas said ““These are rare events, and it was an incredible coincidence that it happened on the same day as the close flyby of Asteroid 2012 DA14, the two are not related in any way.” And “It seems like we’re in a cosmic shooting gallery here. There were two very rare events happening on the same day. Pure coincidence.”

    Pure Coincidence! Not related in any way!

    (a rant on non simultaneous apprehended events)

    Well, they are both space based objects that came very close to earth, one actually hit the earth. From different trajectories, yes. But they came from outer space. They are related in that sense. The term ‘Pure Coincidence’ seems like an insult to any thinking individual. Like ‘sheer coincidence’ or ‘absolute simultaneity’, a ‘pure coincidence cannot be found anywhere, at all, at all’ it is a pretty meaningless statement, and for this to come from a NASA spokesperson concerning such an edgy subject, open to hundreds of tons of wild speculation, signals to me how closed minded their operations must work.

    And so, imagine the G20 in Moscow! And the Pope’s resignation, the lightning strike at the Basilica, and the resignation of Queen Beatrix of the Netherlands, and lets not forget the global war on terror, banking malarchy and police state, surveilence state on the rise! but, what nut would presume to know what the hell is going on? Are these separate events swarming in disinformation by default or are they connected in a more intricate way? Well both of course, but let’s play a game anyway and find out through pretending we are seeing these events through different eyes, in another part of the world where you have never been to. Maybe ask yourself how you would feel witnessing such a strange event in the sky, and if you had no internet or reference library to answer your questions. Here’s a chronological outline of some events over the last 6 days that might make the start of a good story?

    11th Feb. Pope Ex-Benedict XVI steps down. Lightning strikes the Basilica in Rome as he resigns.
    12th Feb. North Korea test a Nuke.
    15th Feb. Russian air burst event.
    15/16th G20 finance ministers meet in Moscow.
    15/16th Claims of similar air-burst activity in Cuba and California

    The Pope and Putin toast to the Meteorite

    The Pope looks up from his Vodka and screams ‘Vlad, we’re fucked now’ turning to Mr Putin and waving is frail feminine hands in the sky at the trail of white smoke leading off from a bright object.  “Holy Fuck, Oh lord, Jesus Christ our saviour, what the fuck is going on?” the Pope said as the sound of the exploding object finally reached the twentieth story of the remote hotel situated in the boondocks of Russian. “Holy smoke!” vlad exclaimed.

    (Journalist talking into a phone behind a truck in Moscow) “listen, it’s a double bind, those big dicks at the war office want more military expenditure either way, meteorite, wrong, or a motherfucking U.F.O”

    “Yes, understood, but that’s not your business is it. Just take the pictures, see what you can dig up, and write us a full report in no less than 48 hours, the people are hungry for any updates on this thing, the churches and filling and so are the malls, this is great for FOX, Great for America, keep it up.” Said Jake, sitting in a silver rimmed oak lined chair, playing solitaire are watching the Jeremy Kyle show simultaneously.

    (ching, glasses toast a new deal)

    Meteoric coincidence and back to the question of meaning.

    Only 16 hours before earth’s star gazers were poised for the close passing of asteroid 2012DA14, an unknown, alien meteorite broke through the earths atmosphere and streaked across the sky as a fireball, exploding over the Russian city of Chelyabinsk. The fact of having two special space-rock events, one of which involved the largest meteor strike since Tunguska in 1908, within 16 hours of one another  leads me to reconsider their connection, which is flatly denied by NASA and most official astrological spokes-entities.

    Like something from a Harry Potter book, lightning was pictured striking the top of the Basilica in Rome on the occasion of the Pope’s abdication, 11th February 2013. What are the chances of this happening? and what are the symbolic references between lightning and religion, between the Pope stepping down and the lightning strike on the Basilica, other than a creepy feeling its produced by the writers of the Da Vinci Code. And at a stretch, we could include the meteorite explosion barely five days later and lean toward extra-terrestrial influences and god knows what.

    Both of the above examples are widely recognized, at least, as weird coincidences, or funny things that seem to imply more than their parts, their meaning bonded together somehow bootstraps itself into an epiphany moment, a moment of interconnectivity and meaningful coincidence, or more rightly into a field of synchronicity (a term coined by Carl Jung and Wolfgang Pauli).

    However, in the world of public relations and life after the original Snub, some choose to totally and utterly reject meaningful coincidence, such as NASA’s spokes-person Paul Chorod who recently stated: “These are rare events, and it was an incredible coincidence that it happened on the same day as the close flyby of Asteroid 2012 DA14, the two are not related in any way.” And… “It seems like we’re in a cosmic shooting gallery here. There were two very rare events happening on the same day. Pure coincidence.”

    To me this highlights the official nonsense and corrupt statements that lead to confusion and chaos in questions concerning science, scientists and what the hell is going on. Although the trajectories of the asteroid 2012 DA14 and the Russian event were different, suggesting they came from totally different places, does not rule out hundreds of possible scenarios we have NOT YET COME TO KNOW.

    More generally the inability to treat life as an open question, and an open search for meaning, an on-going process  seems to prevent science from moving forward, both in its public relations and in its physical experiments and resulting technologies.

    The Physics of Synchronicity, as defined by Robert Anton Wilson proposes superior language technology, where coincidence and synchronicity are the doorways to new understanding, connectivity, scepticism and ‘the universe next door’. i.e a parallel world of ‘science fiction’ language and story that explores the topsy turvy world of the dialectic or Tao of coincidence. Performance by example, See: ‘Schroedinger’s Cat Trilogy, Masks of the Illuminati, Illuminatus! Trilogy. And we find ourselves back to RAW.

    “But the growing convergence of data from coincidence hunters and the latest theories in quantum physics suggest that the model that will tie this together will be much more than revolutionary proof of ghosts or of UFOs or even of thought transference would be. We seem to be dealing with a force that is, as Dr Paul Kammerer said, as universal as gravity and without limitations in either space or time.—RAW, The Physics of Synchronicity, 155.

  • Itza Chichen

    Itza Chichen by Steven ‘fly’ Pratt

    … that a Hawk, a Condor
    a vulture capitalist
    encircling the stone Temple?
    Kukulkan we come in

    a good morning Solstice sun
    casts 9 serpent shadows
    back down the Pyramid

    nose
    of feathered
    serpent: Quetzalcoatl
    in Chinese dragon year of
    2012, tick-tick & galactic

    alignment, Ahowl!
    21st of Pope Greg’s December
    this Venus morn
    the Mayan Baktun
    long count calendar

    counted itself
    into a new cycle
    at 5:11 a.m, i counted
    but lost track at thirteen

    Terence Mckenna & Jim
    Joyce playing about
    my write hemisphere
    with twinned
    trickster

    spirit voice:
    Ez & Charles Olson
    constructin’ scaffolds tward
    ma left

    Here under Chichen Itza sun
    gods meet in tents
    the Glyphs & dynastic

    histories multiple
    brewed into one river
    us individuating current

    Natural forms & DNA streamin’
    washwishing thru geoglyphy
    Ez’s ideogramix
    Joyce’s cross wordsley

    glossalilya
    here in seahorse
    frog snake vulture tortoise
    Venus star jade and Peyote
    force

    tale of the tribe
    swung by the Yucatan today
    some tales were fatted for
    news

    snakes, some woven
    Astro-archaeo
    linguistix

    ancient theology
    indigi’ and geni’ study
    shawomanism

    Mystery dubbled
    helix’d
    smoke on mirrors & dates
    & hours numbers knots

    Messy
    American stooges & wots
    Your epic poem of
    All-at-once History
    math magix and name games
    transfix and go
    hunting minds for a fuck
    in hot letter flames

    solid pictograms stare out
    of the greystone faced
    eyes and skulls of Mayan
    facebook profiles

    speech crawling brief
    tired and tensely
    along glyphic contours

    like army ants
    contemplating NSA
    global data centres from a
    leaf

    –Steven ‘Fly’ Pratt.
    (January 20-23rd January 2013)

  • What if John Adams came back to Amsterdam?

    What if John Adams came back to Amsterdam?

    “Novelty of scene, the inexperience of the actors
    against paying for things we haven’t ordered” J.Adams (Canto LXVIII)

    Over ocean wave and round bend of bay
    John Adams with his wooden stump,
    missing eye, parrot and hat
    arrived at Amsterdam Central Station.

    From the land of Mars rovers
    Google and the CIA
    John Adams changed the game
    together with George Washington
    buying cannabis retail outlets
    and hemp factory unions.

    Bringing it all to Europe,
    hemp seed, oil mills, guns
    and the wah-wah pedal
    ‘we must agree on something’
    he said.

    And new loans from Holland
    to buy guns and dope
    and give em to the people
    some truffles are a valuable
    currency here’
    he said.

    John Adams bought a house
    on Princengracht and opened
    a foundation ‘Unistat
    cannabis culture’ along with west
    coast sexmagic and free jazz.

    Necklaces bore the motto
    JOHN ADAMS FOR PEACE
    bongs and rolling tins donned more
    slogans: KEEP OUT OF EUROPE, and
    IGNORANCE OF COIN, CREDIT
    AND CIRCULATION!

    John Adams cycled along the Gracht
    like Albert Hoffmann, a stranger in a
    strange new land, pipe ablaze with the
    finest East Indian charas and Haze.

    “and the Farben works still intact”
    he said to the polite officer who stopped
    John and issued an ‘on-the-spot’ fine
    due to insufficient illumnated seers
    or simply (no bicycle lights)

    J.A came to Amsterdam and unified bankers
    in support for CANNABIS
    the British and French found this to be
    a bitter ball to swallow, at first
    “J.A will provide” said Washington, sweating.

    “I have been in the most curious country among the most incomprehensible people and under the most singular constitution of government in the world” J.A

  • Rage, rage against the dying of the light

    Do not go gentle into that good night–Dylan Thomas. 1951.

    Do not go gentle into that good night,
    Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
    Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
    Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
    Because their words had forked no lightning they
    Do not go gentle into that good night.
    Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
    Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
    Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
    Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
    And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
    Do not go gentle into that good night.
    Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
    Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
    Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
    And you, my father, there on the sad height,
    Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
    Do not go gentle into that good night.
    Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
     
    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Do_not_go_gentle_into_that_good_night

    Saturday, January 6, 2007

    Do Not Go Gently Into That Good Night

    Various medical authorities swarm in and out of here predicting I have between two days and two months to live. I think they are guessing. I remain cheerful and unimpressed. I look forward without dogmatic optimism but without dread. I love you all and I deeply implore you to keep the lasagna flying.

    Please pardon my levity, I don’t see how to take death seriously. It seems absurd.

    RAW 

    http://robertantonwilson.blogspot.co.uk/2007/01/do-not-go-gently-into-that-good-night.html
  • These fought in any case" by Ezra Pound

    “These Fought in Any Case”
    by Ezra Pound

    These fought in any case,
    and some believing
    pro domo, in any case .....

    Died some, pro patria*,
    walked eye-deep in hell
    believing in old men's lies, then unbelieving
    came home, home to a lie,
    home to many deceits,
    home to old lies and new infamy;
    usury age-old and age-thick
    and liars in public places.

    Daring as never before, wastage as never before.
    Young blood and high blood,
    fair cheeks, and fine bodies;

    fortitude as never before

    frankness as never before,
    disillusions as never told in the old days,
    hysterias, trench confessions,
    laughter out of dead bellies.
     

    *The famous line from one of Horace’s “Odes”:
    Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori (“Sweet and fitting it is to die for one’s country.”)

    http://www.rjgeib.com/thoughts/fight/fight.html

  • OOCUPY

    For the OCCUPY movement, the people and the spirits.–Steven James Pratt (Fly Acrillic 23)

    Occupy Your Mind
    The skies
    The stars
    Occupy hearts parks forests and stores

    Occupy The Streets
    Tweets
    And Occupied Toilets
    Occupy Beats and sing to highlight deceit to foil it

    Occupy War Street
    Your Walk
    Banksterdam,
    Occupy the Vatican of worms if you can

    Occupy Loan Don
    Switchaland
    Franchise,
    Occupy Organize Codify Ampliflies

    Occupy Pounds
    Occupy Cents
    Occupy Bill’s
    Occupy Beverly Hills

    Occupy Pence
    Occupy jails
    Occupy rents
    Girls penned in by pigs behind a fence,
    Poisoned like snails

    Occupy Bonds
    Dollars
    The Euro,
    Occupy The Bureau with Neuro Scholar Judo

    Occupy the Spyguys
    Occupy in face
    Occupy to Shock the eye
    The Ochre clings to the pepper spray
    Red Octopi tents tackle dragons and lions
    Occupy Occidental
    Sock your thigh your legs
    Occupy your pants my dear
    Occupy a wig
    All through October we’ll
    Occupy a jig
    Let’s Occupy November
    December through March
    Arab Spring and all,
    Then we’ll Occuply […….]
    And the Seasons revolve,
    Occupy the planet earth
    Coagulate, Solve.
  • Some Joyce/Pound ‘News’ items…

     

     

     

    The Politics of Modernist Poetics: Ezra Pound, Amy Lowell and Imagism:

    Imagism was the poetry of directness and distillation championed by Ezra Pound and Amy Lowell in the first years of the 20th century, reacting against the flowery verse of late Romanticism and urging poets to look to earlier models—like Sappho in ancient Greece and Li Po in 8th century China—to create a poetry of precise and powerful images, without any superfluous words or ornaments.

    http://poetry.about.com/b/2011/10/19/the-politics-of-modernist-poetics-ezra-pound-amy-lowell-and-imagism.htm

    Great literature will live on with or without a prize

    With readability the watchword for the Man Booker prize, it’s unlikely any of the literary greats would even get on to the shortlist
    • The Observer, Sunday 16 October 2011  
    • Would James Joyce have ever made the Man Booker shortlist? Not, you guess, if the current crop of judges had anything to do with it. A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man might have squeaked on, but Ulysses? Not a chance. “Readability” is the watchword of this year’s panel, apparently, led by the former spy mistress, Dame Stella Rimington. Fellow judge and ex-MP Chris Mullin likes something with a “bit of zip”.
      Given that the Booker is at heart a speed-reading contest for judges – 100-odd novels to read in a couple of months – it is not surprising that those poor unfortunates faced with the task favour books that can be tackled in a few swift hours. Eighty books in and counting, who would want to be confronted with Finnegans Wake?

      http://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/2011/oct/16/observer-editorial-man-booker-prize?newsfeed=true 

      “Poetic possibilities

      Review by MARTIN SPICE

      Poet/editor Ezra Pound’s contribution to what we now know as The Waste Land was profound and is well documented. Many years ago, British publishers Faber & Faber released a facsimile transcript showing his comments and crossings out and he is frequently referred to, rightly or wrongly, as the architect of the poem. Those amendments and alterations are included in the app and can be seen alongside the final version of the poem. There are hours of interest here in examining just what Pound left in and took out.

      http://thestar.com.my/lifestyle/story.asp?file=/2011/7/5/lifebookshelf/9009337&sec=lifebookshelf

      Mad about the girl: Tate Liverpool’s Alice in Wonderland show

      Alice Liddell inspired Lewis Carroll, whose books inspired a thousand art works. But are they any good? Adrian Searle heads down the rabbit hole at Tate Liverpool’s new show
    Alice Pleasance Liddell taken by Charles Dodgson aka Lewis Carroll 
    The real Alice … Alice Pleasance Liddell taken by Charles Dodgson aka Lewis Carroll. Photograph: National Portrait Gallery London
     

    Lewis Carroll, or rather the fictive world of Reverend Charles Lutwidge Dodgson, is firmly embedded in our culture. I am surprised no one has made a religion out of Alice. Perhaps they have.

    She is also very much at large in Tate Liverpool. Here she is, here she isn’t: in James Joyce’s Finnegans Wake and in Jorge Luis Borges; in Jefferson Airplane’s White Rabbit, and in the surrealist works of Max Ernst and Salvador Dalí. Alice captivated Virginia Woolf and Walt Disney, inspired Robert Smithson, Sigmar Polke and a host of better and worse visual artists. Characters from the Alice books, or rather their putative ancestors, can be found, according to Alberto Manguel (writing in a brilliant, short catalogue essay), in Hamlet and Don Quixote, in Kafka, Homer and the Bible. The influence of Carroll’s creation can be found in sci-fi, detective fiction and philosophy, in pre-Raphaelite painting and in hard-arsed conceptualism. You can’t shake Alice off.

    http://www.guardian.co.uk/artanddesign/2011/nov/02/alice-wonderland-tate-liverpool-review?newsfeed=true

  • Race Riots and Revolution in the UK

    Hi,

    The riots in the UK earlier this month (aug. 6-10, 2011) have provoked a number of textual reactions and experiments from me that I present here in a mish-mash-up style. Typically I have the beginnings of lots of different ideas, poems, screenplays, on-going research and rants. I might need some help editing some of this stuff.

    I decided that Race Riots and Revolution in the UK could be a title theme that runs through these writings. Please enjoy, share and feedback. And remember to try and think happy thoughts as ften as possible. Please, thankyou.

    1.

    FLIP FLOP CIRCUIT
    Earthquakes, Tsunamis, Bombs, Massacres, riots, revolutions, eclipses, sun flares.
    New friends, free storage space, wikipedia, social network, medicinal Marijuana.
    Banking fraud, spying, physical abuse, murder, robbery, torture, gang violence.
    Flash mobs, geodesics, massage, wireless power, permaculture, genomics, crowd funding.
    Phone hacking, arms dealing, oil spillage, shooting, rape, volcanic eruptions, bee death.
    Space flight, organic farming, e-bay, yoga, twitter, multi player gaming, aural sex.
    Coercion, sea pirates, con-men, lawyer run capitalism, road side bombs, liars, cheats.
    Tablet computing, prosthetics, hormone therapy, MP3’s, hugs, open source democracy?
    –Steve ‘fly’ Pratt 23
    2.
     
    QUESTION CRIME?
     
    Bits and thoughts like branches and leaves budding
    earth seasons seem to bring politcal and ecological changes,
    the city map of life inside a city map world ripped by a rat.

    Talkers gasping for fresh air, to make sense of the senses
    to pit poverty of imagination against scandalous expenses
    to lay seeds, to plough the fields and jump fences

    I am sucked into the babble slang and the prattle
    what’s in a name, what’s in a battle
    who traded pigs for whiggs, and precious coin for cattle?

    The scrupulus meanness of money magic
    the comedy in a staged collapse, tree’s felled: tragic
    politicians need MDMA for empathy and to help fight
    capitalist cancer outbrake.

    To gamble our land’s life support on the mad-Bull market
    gives off a reckless and putrid stench of rotting corpses
    cannibals of europe are eating their children,

    Each human mind encompasses the whole universe
    the whole multiverse contained inside a criminal thug?
    please, we are all interacting nervous systems beyond classification.
     
    –Steve ‘fly’ Pratt 23.
     
    3.
    HOW TO LOVE A HOODY?
     

    What does it take to love a hoody?
    never mind hug a hoody love a hoody,
    tuff love buddy,
    a flood of reasons to show empathy
    as some wise man once said ‘love thy enemy’
    so… how might we love a hoody

    What’s inside that hood

    Who’s under the street monkhood
    What creature lurks beneath the Addidas and the Nike garnments
    What feet creep across broken glass in Fila boots
    what’s inside the head wrapped in Burberry
    all day crime think? think again, 

    These are human beings just like you,
    criminality seems a pretty flimsy stick these days
    as one man goes down for knickin’ a shirt
    another walks, like Tony Blair, what is fair?
    To me Tony is no better than a hoody,
    Gangster activity, lack of insight and foresight,
    disrespect, bad judgement, personal benefit
    at the scandalous expense of others.
    Criminal intelligence is intelligence

    none-the-less.

    a gang is a group or slang for a coup
    on the sinister crime-minister’s ‘gang-think’
    David Starkey scans the culture darkly, 

    dimly, shortsightedly.

    –Steve ‘fly’ Pratt 23.

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