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Journal entries, poetry and stories from balloony Saintjohn, our man in South Korea.

Jeong Nim Dong.

  Elderly women crawl from out of the gutter onto the pavement which is heaving with bargain hunters. Everyone a well painted and eagle-eyed house wife with delicate stencilled tatooes where their eye brows should be. Today it is windy but warm,

Comments (0) . Tuesday, 16 June 2009

The Loud Shirt He Wears Is A Crime.

 I thought it was all over but I forgot what makes the world go round; I forgot that all they really wanted was  money. Not my soul or some other irreplaceable part of me. So I can type, make spelling mistakes, swear,ext

Comments (0) . Monday, 27 April 2009

Jumping Through Self Imposed Hoops.

 Went for run this morning while Kyong lan and Jessie were still fast asleep. In the woods I met a squirrel who didn't mind my red face one bit. And now it's time to eat my toast and slurp down my tea and head for a class with a use

Comments (1) . Tuesday, 31 March 2009

Lol The Cat Did Eat All The Spider Plants: Email from Tom: 5th Jan 2003

  Hello   Sorry not sent you messgaes of love and sadness of late, have been projectile vomiting all weekend is my excuse, some kind of evil bug from wayfield, which means that all the days off puking are at least ratified by the power

Comments (0) . Sunday, 4 January 2009

Let it Skronk! Email from Tom: 19th Feb 2003

    Yes the ginseng wine has brought me to this. But you cannot see my eyes and I am tempted to phone mono et mono the Ex. Alcohol. and clean socks and the nature of newpapers and mad men down the subway with gas cannisters and th

Comments (0) . Sunday, 4 January 2009

Barnacles.

   Helo Tomas. I heard about the loss of your epic prose unique communique. I've kept most of them inside my head. Or within the hard back or otherwise covers of my notebooks and pads. Love to you Squire. I hope you're not

Comments (0) . Sunday, 4 January 2009

E-mail From Tom: Look At My Sleeves They...(31st March 2003).

  Like straight out of a crossword puzzle, the whisky wistful guitar leans on my head and steps into the wah of my face  Have had fun explaining to the old folk today about rastafarianism and ethiopia & dub (9 word grid - ras

Comments (0) . Sunday, 4 January 2009

The Monkey Man On Bukbu Beach.

    What a war what a war what a war. "War when its Easter Time too and your gravity fails and negativity won't get you through". well is and what is well exactly?  I try and  then try somemore. Isn't l

Comments (0) . Sunday, 4 January 2009

Pluto Whirls While Gina And Alice Sit Quite Quiet.

   Tom, Bryan a 6 year old boy at the school just came up to me with his mother's mobile (she's talking to the boss) and took a picture of me. He knew exactly what he was doing. An image of me looking daft as a brush at the aperture

Comments (0) . Sunday, 4 January 2009

Pilotradio

   Hello, hello Balloony Saintjohn here. Just found your website. Remarkable! Please put me on your list. It's hot, humid and the rain has come where I am.  A mosquito just left me a pearl on the side of my left hand

Comments (0) . Sunday, 4 January 2009