April 2012
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SIΔMESE NOIR - SPACE
I initially found this song to be obnoxious but now I feel rather connected to it… I wish I was floating around in space.
Apr 30th
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Apr 27th
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“in these things there lies a deep meaning; yet when we would express it, words...”
– T’ao Ch’ien 
Apr 18th
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Poems from Spirit Cooking, by Marina Abramovic...
fresh morning urine sprinkle over nightmare dreams — in time of doubt keep a small meteorite stone in your mouth  —  to be consumed on a solar eclipse — saliva of your lover mixed with morning dew collected from eucalyptus leaves — mix fresh breast milk with fresh sperm milk drink on earthquake nights — look in the mirror for as long as it is necessary for...
Apr 6th
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Apr 1st
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