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Children suffer each other: claws and decibels, sand in the face, the role plays – always one who has to be the snail for the hens – until, dying, the fluro kindness the neon shame. And in revival, the over-bearing wing.
A high price to pay indeed. But minds are starting to shift. December 17, 5:15PM
CHANGE is imminent as the days dither downward. The trees bare themselves naked, tremulous dreams perforate the dawn and morning is unable to draw me from the warm tank of sleep. In California, I was waking every day at 8:30, 7:30, even 7:00–rushing to the outer rooms to open the curtains and let the …
My ceiling light – a round shaped neon tube has been working for more than 15 years. At this moment at 4:27 PM on Dec 17st, 2012 it died. An era has come to an end.
Often we hear about important, unprecedented changes; we are made to believe in major events with major consequences. Major of what? Is it a fashion to give oneself the importance of living in a unique epoch or just another way to exert the passion of judgment? Is it not publicity? Again and again this infection …
Learn when the sweat is becoming a spell Land when the sun is becoming a spectre Layer when the surface is becoming spurious Laugh when the surprise is becoming a spin