A kind of a "dangerous supplement", marked, scarred on a body, post-orgasmically, always, already in anticipation of (a) crisis OR for a desert avec 'agape'. Mindb(l)ogg(l)ing Noise. "Avalanche, would you share my last pursuit?" (Baudelaire)

Monday, November 15, 2004

Epistrophe (neither Theloniusly, nor Haroldly)

kalo/ston D(errida).
extes to piato mou itan psomi - en o iasonas pou to epathen touto, oksa o odysseas?
there was nothing epic about it... nomizw. fisika, opws eipa jai prin, enna grafoun yia mas. yia ta tirka, ta 3.41's, tes hobless mbires jai to koloxarto mas. as ton brecht me to epic theatro, as ton omiro, extes itan alithino epic-ness. or am i confusing it with decadence?

yesterday, i tapdanced and stuck my foot in a mop bucket. i experienced intellectual cluelessness. OH my God!! You Tooo???

Jai simera, kamnw mian Benjaminiki praksi.
unpacking the library.

ase, enna kamw dialima. enna paw na faw tes shokolates mou. Grazie Mille dem. e'nartw se lio yia na kamw sanouits.

so you don't like all the aphorisms? that's alright, I don't like all of you.

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