Monday, April 18, 2005

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Today is a day to be a word.

I say to those words that will go through the chimney.
The cardinals are locked in conclave, under the eyes of Michelangelo. Hide the workings of the human eye in the clique and inspired devotees pronouncements, the words will have five declensions and periphrastic passive and active, and I hope promitto iuro and govern the infinite future.
The god of the gerund and would appreciate the sacrifice of burnt offering, trading for the purple blood. His dove will Hawk turns heads, Adam shiver just before the touch.
Finally, written with a pen name of lacquer.
The cards will be sewn (the silver needle is stuck on the word ELIG), and then burnt in a stove with destiny blacks or whites. The word

sewn and burned the word, the word and choose the word that hides: All up in smoke, signifying that the word does not c'appartiene, and any attempt to back our ashes like us.
Yet, the man who raises his head goes in the square, and reads the curling smoke rising into the sky. He composed also a word, it's a yes or a no.

It 's a fine day to be a species that even the smoking law.

Saturday, April 16, 2005

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And if my blog was better without me? The absence
, my, is giving you, hath done wonderful. So I
collage, kaleidoscopes of ice pieces, and the important thing is the movement of the wrist that wheel?

I picked up a bit 'of those movements, from the comments over there, in eternity past the post before. You are beautiful without me. I wonder: for the transitive property and uncompromising, it is not my life better, without me?

"If I could squeeze in a word, sleep" ( Player )
a page that sits on the front of the player ( Elos )
What then my house ports in the name of the mirrors, this is true, but it is quite another story. ( Elos )
In books as in the mirrors as there is in the elsewhere in the chimeras as Borges. ( Climacus )

In case you have hidden in the bookshelf perfect ones ever written, in order to escape our talkative and postaiolo world? (Elizabeth )

E cunchurere eg, quanno to 'or delluvio s'aunisce' o viento, 'and lightning and' ttronole and then if he says Tanno ZEFFONNA ca. Word about the veins 's' or llatino subfundere, but little 'signifecà assaie, abbunnanza: nu zeffunno' and well, scunquasso: nu is succieso zuffunno; abbisso: è ghiuto a zeffunno; ruvina: ’o iuoco m’ha mannato a zeffunno. ( cf05103025 )

modestamente
dans mon jardin je tiens
nu trident con troi dents
nu trident con quatre dents:

alors je me suis encassè
per via de la contraddition in terminis,
et agg jettat ne la scarpats
de la train o ferrocarril o tramway
lu trident con quatre dents
coupable de terrible erèsie.
C'est comme l'enfer
ovvero inferno.

Le bon dieu m'à beneditt, alors. ( cf05103025 )

non lo si può descrivere
ma solo vivere
cosa vuol dire nascere contrari a themselves. It was not the fault
have four teeth
fault but destiny was not
should not be condemned for their own destiny
yet they are here to watch the sky

stretched up and down to the bottom of the slope, and already I hear the train


vibrate on the track that I can say no then perhaps
born again and I'll be the one who threw me in the slope
or I will be the smith who made me
or train that hurt me ( Effe )

Troi or quatre dents, birth is an accident,
quelconque comme blog où
if it finis pas de mourir,
de vivre of Absence.

Monday, April 4, 2005

Quadriderm Defenition





Interior, day.
immense open space of a large library with Effe (Absite iniuria ...). I rejoice in the new / available books are everywhere. On the walls runs a reassuring alphabetical order, but the rest is analog and impressionistic.

"Ahh - I say to those who are with me - finally a place where books find you ..." He turns up his nose
librarian, and moves along the spiral with suspicion. Wants to demonstrate that chaos does not pay.

"Excuse me - is the young lady perched on pc - I'm looking for a book ..." the note of disgust for the uncontrolled exposure of books around that feels distinctly, and shakes a little bullet-proof glass.
"Tell" is Miss, nasal.
'E' of Henry Michaux, entitled "Elsewhere."
Miss type, I let myself look at the books came here looking for players - the complete works of Cesare Zavattini winks at me from the side: I'm Eva .
Miss retype - I change the look of a strange guy with a name for mongoose, that talks about the game of Popper and Kant's underwear: "I always wanted another point of view of philosophy ..." I whisper to him. I get a little bit the hem of her skirt.

Miss finished: "There is only one copy on the first floor.
We climb up the ladder wave, a book touches my hand, pretending nothing: "In the garden of the devil - lustful story dei cibi proibiti". Dalla mela dell'eden all'uovo di quaresima, con sette menù dedicati ai sette peccati. Aggiusto la scollatura, facendola scendere d'un dito.
Per le scale incontro altri libri, mezzi libri e mezzi mappamondi, mezzi libri e mezzi teatrini dei pupi, mezzi libri e mezzi pupazzi di peluche: sono centauri, nel mondo dei libri. Ci trottano vicino, pieni di promesse.

Al primo piano, "Altrove" non c'è. E' altrove.
Lo dicevo io che questo posto era perfetto.