Author Archives: The Mollusc Dimension

About The Mollusc Dimension

"Like existence, art, expression and even the urge to explore are in a state of flux, revelation and memory. Each encounter through the doorway, into the state of creativity is a catalyst for action, emotional and spiritual as well as physical and intellectual. As Krishnamurti says, there is no state of happiness but the state of the creative moment." If you have enjoyed The Mollusc Dimension's work, please follow/like/check out his other pages where you can find music and images. This is currently the "Writing Dept" (eg “just words” — well mainly!) for The Mollusc Dimension, AKA Angelus Squid Marr, a British East-Asian experimental, interdisciplinary artist working in music, image and sound. He has a particular interest in themes of identity, queerness, intersectional feminism, surrealism + education and using lo-fi/ everyday materials (words/experiences/equipment) in addition to technology.

I thought I’d already posted this one…

We need to stop meeting like this Breaths – – – Like waves of dust on highways, A dense drizzle of fumbling Through a field of old papers, When, arriving like an exam.. A little fragment of death A sliver … Continue reading

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When I was two, my father was a giant and it was my mother’s birthday. She asked him to collect the granny apple for her from the garden. As soon as he stepped out of the door, the road jumped … Continue reading

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Lyrics written today

Took our rage for a walk. We turned the sky red. [choir sings] Birds fall from the pockets of dragons Peace lives further down our roads. We turn to the ocean Finding the snore of a million grains Floating behind … Continue reading

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My clocks are talking backwards Seas fall between themselves Yawning, the world fills Blinking commas Harmony Balance When? My clocks are singing sideways Skies lie between themselves Waking reflections Dream-filled question Carrying Balance Now.. ———————————————- Process: Written before, shortly before, … Continue reading

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Some songs escaping

Yawning and singing. Swish of tiered long bright blue water skirt. Sharply drawn face with seeing ink eyes. Black hoody teeming with white stars. Hands fly to the face and a quietened coaxing, murmur shuffle of minute dawn birds – … Continue reading

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Waking, I notice A space by my face, I know today you’ll Visit your friend Who struggles to live, Far, across cement, crowds, Sweat and wires, you’ll Tread to sit in a Room of smoke and magnolia. Watching, waiting. We … Continue reading

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A Flying Cinema

A little bit of me dies ⬇️every time I have an airport search. Luckily, my ghost 👻 later basks in geeking out, watched 20 + trailers to pick the best films (for me at least!) to float in for the … Continue reading

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