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)

Tuesday, July 11, 2006

Syd's dead baby. Syd's dead.

3 comments:

alexandra said...

panta na kameis to pulp fiction asteio sou ah?
how fast can you say Lake
Chawgogagogmanchawgagogchawb-
unagungamog?

Demetris said...

He is dead for real. Since July 7.

And my time came up to 6 seconds? Yours?

alexandra said...

i know he's dead. i read the headlines too you know. israel into lebanon, zitane's mother was insulted, british bases in cyprus have troops ready for afghanistan, bombs in india, nick cave's production at the barbican, kane's blasted [german] in november and derrida's on youtube.

3.43 seconds.

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