nu-i mai tolerez faţa frumoasă, egală, grimasele haioase*, îmbrăţişarea, binedispunerea nedorită, cei 2 metri.
natura, ca şi ea, nu trebuie fotografiată.
*glumeţul electro, repetiţiile, sacadarea, elipsa, efectul de accelerare.
A bad joke without lines Punch the air, hands collapse in desperate coma My eyes pinpoint out the illusion, a bad dream these ties A stale and ugly kiss Handsome ridges melt away the layers of waste, think prodding savior eating away at raw nerve flesh ... Self-medicating ghost of times past forgotten There is no dark pride in loneliness Escape those thick heads, denounce those addictions and memory fade What?s your pleasure, pistol or syringe? ...Watch those memories Or drop dead
Friday, April 6, 2007
Thursday, April 5, 2007
missing person

el e ochiul viu care se mişcă şi vede albul fără iris
nu am văzut feţe
doar nişte mâini care trăgeau de el
un schelet care dansa, o inimă care se auzea bătând sub apă
„toată lumea a râs când i-a găsit”
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
Monday, March 26, 2007
Ds in D
The brain thinks, not man. Man is just a cerebral crystallization.
-- Gilles Deleuze & Félix Guattari
I don't pretend to account for the Functions of the Brain. I never heard of a System or a Philosophy that could do it.
-- Bernard Mandeville
What can a philosopher say about phantom limb syndrome?
-- Gilles Deleuze & Félix Guattari
I don't pretend to account for the Functions of the Brain. I never heard of a System or a Philosophy that could do it.
-- Bernard Mandeville
What can a philosopher say about phantom limb syndrome?
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