Inteachán – Book Five: The Tallest Tower Crane 5: 47 ‘an invisible ink’

The evil of the NotBeSpeak would make great art, were both things possible of existing in the same space. Which, of course, in this instance, they are not. New and dizzying depictions of Hell and human suffering to be captured with oil and gauche and mechanical reproduction. Images capturing earthly contortions and the agony of […]

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Inteachán – Book Five: The Tallest Tower Crane 5: 46 ‘coffee, committee and conversation’

None of this is to suggest or even suppose that the evil of the NotBeSpeak is founded on coffee, committee and conversation. This evil is very different altogether. It is of the random. The indifferent. The deliberate. Mechanical. And other words now. Cold. Impassive. Indurated. Wholly detached from reason and emotion and therefore alive in […]

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Inteachán – Book Five: The Tallest Tower Crane 5: 45 ‘What claim the Earth over any other?’

Alternatively, these explorers might just leave this planet and cross it off as ‘dead’ on their maps and never wonder how Humanity lost its light. After all, the universe is scattered with countless stars all vying for the attention of anyone capable of exploring them. So in this way, why should the Earth be any […]

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Inteachán – Book Five: The Tallest Tower Crane 5: 44 ‘each single set of bones’

When these same explorers broaden their archaeological investigations further from their landing site, they will probably be perplexed by the layers and layers of intertwined skeletons they will find surrounding every half-buried ruin for miles around. Skeletons that will likely take decades to separate so that the story of each single set of bones might […]

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Inteachán – Book Five: The Tallest Tower Crane 5: 43 ‘The simple song of the NotBeSpeak’

Once the pride of the city, Stephens Green Shopping Centre is now a festering pile of broken glass and looted shops. Pulled to the ground by a frenzied mob while shots were fired over their heads and water cannons set upon them, this site of civic consumerism now resembles a Renaissance painting depicting Hell in […]

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Inteachán – Book Five: The Tallest Tower Crane 5: 42 ‘the by-products of Terminal Transit’

Carry on up to Stephens Green itself and the many ornamental ponds in this famous urban park that were once graced by ducks and swans and ringed by generations of families who set out to feed them are now simply silted with the by-products of Terminal Transit – corpses, broken shoes, empty prams, more corpses, […]

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Inteachán – Book Five: The Tallest Tower Crane 5: 41 ‘a battered, beaten, broken shell’

With the Provost’s House in front of you, turn right and head up Grafton Street itself towards Stephens Green and all along the way there are now the shells of the shops that lined this prestigious thoroughfare. Once smug Brown Thomas, the department store of choice, is now a battered, beaten, broken shell – four […]

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