Saturday, 16 June 2018

ART is Dead:

only living life is the real ART,  the Art of the Heart has a pulse; Charles Rennie Macintosh's greatest gift to the World has burnt to cinders... that old Art School in the dingy cold dark city running with Whiskey and bully boys, the old Whore of the North; Glasgow has lost its grip with the TRUE PAST,

They will rebuild, but who wants a COPY of the Truth?

It was ARSON have no doubt, Where were the "Night-Watch-Men" where were the security Cameras and Thermal Monitors? Who cared little enough not to have the whole site under close Surveillance? I am as Upset as any Student, I went there Myself on a Day of exploration, I found it too classy for me, and felt very belittled by its DEEP beauty and esoteric Ambience, it is frankly, IRREPLACEABLE, it really is Gone forever, they will have to even demolish the exterior walls, mark my Word: this is the Day C.R.M. really got buried...

Scotland is obviously run by inattentive fools who want us back in the Stone-AGE since every other Building there is made of SANDSTONE... and most Locals drag their Knuckles along the floor on their way to the next Whiskey Bar... where most of them waste all their talents and future, I know, I was that Drunk. I died In Glasgow myself many times and just remembering it, cuts like a blunt Knife in my back... broken at the hilt as it interferes with my Ribs... then chops my Heart into Dog food... 




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