Friday, September 26, 2008


What you cannot say in words you must put in visual terms. This is a happy family. You are supposed to be grateful.

Run and try to catch one another. This has to do with pivoting on an axis. If you want to kill your rival in the eyes of a woman.

A realization of any kind. Zealousness is the enemy of meditation. All women become weavers.

Something that is not visible. A danger of groundlessness. Mystery is more interesting.

The serenity of the landscape above the water. Color is a blessing. Very fragile on its legs.

Tools of torture, mostly cutting. Made with pleasure. She gets shot at.

A solution of continuity. During the night I count the hours.

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