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circa 2006

of euphemisms and double entendres . . .

for a certain thought, there is a many language. for a certain image, picture, frame, clip, there are a many words that can be used to describe, tell, express, explain, ask. nobody listens anymore. they look for the second meaning, the third, and so on. take me literally. the time when people use some other perceiving senses other than the ears to listen. words. words. words. nightmares. nightmares. nightmares. shakespeare said at some point a man plays many roles. a single word now holds so many meanings. thus i look for the unnamed, the unknown, the new, the not yet existing. do not be scared. you were once nonexisting too. 

the wanderer

don't ask me where i'm headed. i'm here. now. the future is but fiction.

randomness

a world visited, loved, lived, left

in France

I just realized. I am in a cafe named Le Internet Cafe, beside Cafe de France. Just a few steps is La Mer. I heard a part of Canada is French. Hmmmmn. Je veux vous mort.

morning

hey

cooties

this ain't happening to me, 'can't possibly be . . .