'Arthur Rimbaud In Verdun' - A fiction constructed out of interest as to the possible outcome, places the French poet Arthur Rimbaud (who died in 1891) at the historic and tragic battle of Verdun in 1916. The idea being that Penny found something to be explored in the possibilities of the young vagabond and his perception of such drastic events.

‘Shut the F++k Up’ is a ‘lockdown meditation’ movie created by Penny Rimbaud. In his own words, the piece is ‘a journey to the nowhere that is our true home, where the universal devours the individual and the light shines yet creates no shadow. In short, nothing is quite what it seems to be.’ Available as a free download

'How?' is a question that seems doubly pertinent in our pandemic planet. 'How?' is Penny Rimbaud's answer; a scream of defiance against rampant capitalism and the 'buy now, live later' culture that it has spawned. But hey, normal? The show must go on, and it is our own horrific indifference which will allow it to do so. Kick back.

"A message from the ether - whatever the darkness, it is ours to hold onto the light." - Collaboration with Richard Russell can be heard on FRIDAY FORVER by Everything Is Recorded

Christ's Reality Asylum available now

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Now never is.

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Think before thoughts. Magic abides in the ordinary and requires no intervention from us. Sun rises. Where are you? Conformity is a deathbed.

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We might think that we know, but do we know what we think? Thought is at best mere shadow.

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To scream the scream of life and to know that that is all. Everything else is in the waiting. To touch is to hold, so close that we no longer exist. We are the fire. We are the scream. We are the hour. We are the dream.

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Nothing of true value is learnt through formal education. It is contemplation alone which bears the fruit of wisdom, the very core before the apple. Hush now, the time is come.

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