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)

Friday, December 04, 2009


Alive. That is the most addictive thing about rage - it makes you feel alive. You feel like you can take on the world. That for that moment you are present. You are a bully. But ultimately a coward. Fear drives me. Fear destroys me. Judgement. Perhaps writing in English gives it a more self-help feel then you would like? But it is late and thinking in Gaelic is always going to be a challenge. Chelsaea V Apoel. Should be an interesting match. Can Cypriots even be hoodies?

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