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LoseIt | 27 avril 2008

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Voice from behind the fog (catpower) | 20 avril 2008

"Funny things


In your dreams


Can you whisper and


Talk to me


'Cause everybody remembers the same things"

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From Disconnection (letter to G) | 19 avril 2008

It's all grey
rain in the air, in the sky and on the ground
but not a drop falling on anyone's head-  at least not mine. Weird cherish south England weather...

I have a picture from my brother, and from a seagull at "home" I want to send you,
and finished my "people from somewhere else living in this city" project ( waiting to be mounted on aluminium, that promises to be fun, I can't wait) that I shall scan to send you.
Thus : this is a reminder for you to remind me
( it all makes perfect sense ).
 
The library is still cold,
I still hate making power point presentations (ah gnagna I've looked at this blah blah and her too work around this concept blahblah thats why me and I and myself gnagnagna  blah),
English boys are still boys, even if they smell good,
Kenichi san is having a hard time processing his color films himself,
planes fly above the city and trains pass it by,
as I walk from places I don't know to places I don't know, neither.
Including my room.
 
But I have a new white rabbit soft toy that likes me a lot
and the new Amon Tobin album stroking my hair,
and I don't worry about sending you e-mails to remind me to remind me.
 
so,
everything is absoluuuuutely fine ( note the British accent ).
 
Please give me some news when you have time,
I don't know anything about the country you live in...
 
Fang.
 

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Sundays come Before Mondays | 17 avril 2008

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7 April 2008 | 07 avril 2008


Beautiful books become flat and itching when it comes to include them in an essay;
I wish i was free
I wish it so much it makes me want to start again -

everything.

I've got a toe in my hand and like she did, as I read once,
I mentally jump from the window and feel my eyes getting cold until
I jump again, feel the ground be closer and closer until
I jump again, and feel my legs useless until
I stop and repeat, again.

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