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peking O
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September 28, 2003
                slightly off centre.
a scattered sigh.
oh get over it.
September 23, 2003
a lost highway transcribed :"WHY GRATEFUL LACK CHOICE HE PUT THOUGHT ON TO HAND AND HE MOVED @ HOW TO ENHANCE AND OF WILL HAVE TO SLASH THE HOT AIR BY SIDE FOR AND YOUR NOT WEAR-IS THAT WHOEVER WAS A RESCUE VICTORY THE HELL HAD SEEN IT ISN’T EASY TO STAFF THE WHERE LEN LAWYER AND AS CAN TO THAT AS THE SOLUTION TO HIT A BACKHAND AND LUBE AL IN-HEAD TO THE HE HAD HER AND THINK IN A THIN AND IS THAT A AND WHO LIVE HERE AND HAVE NOT THE GHOSTS LET ALICE THOUGHT HIS DEATH HAD TO ALL OF EL DE EIGHT THE LINE AT A WHILE OUR ACTIONS AND HAVE HUNDRED 6 L B AT LAST I THINK OF YOU AND A HIT WE’VE WHERE AND WHERE LEN AND AN 62 1/2 OF AN ODDLY THIS ADHESIVE OF HIM AT THE HALF AND CAN HAVE A HAND THE, AT HIS DEATH THE 8TH TO A LACK OF HAVE LIE HAVE HIT HE HAD BEEN HER AND HIM THAT I’M TO HAVE ALL THE ENTIRE AND NOON OF YOU HALF OF HIGH END OF HIT AND HAVE 5TH THOUGH"[from language hat]
hear also : one minute vacations
sheep still on ship
September 21, 2003
Wet clusters of falling snowflakes made sounds similar to earthworms grasping and hauling leaves into their burrows.
+ hello to emeralddaze
September 16, 2003
Reference library of digitized insect sounds [via dublog]
s.e. asian cicadas
slovenian cicadas
japanese cicadas
September 07, 2003
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i sold some more cds and clothes and stuff yesterday. I don't want anythings at the moment, it’s quite a mania.
i’m a bit restless. summer’s coming. can you feel it? fire crews were burning off some scrub up on the hill yesterday and driving home last night we could see the great orange gashes still smouldering. the air was filmy with smoke.
what is it.
like calling yr brain tumour gloria. (who is calling whom)
like when you are summoned by the kraken consciousness is no escape.
like in dr. bloodmoney, i think, where the girl talks internally to her brother alive in her tummy, then with spite she delivers him into a blind worm, later an owl. you see, you remember from being inside other beings.
like
“ I put this moment
here.
here.
over here ”
September 06, 2003
sleep backdrops:
1. star sheet sky-fall through
2. needle point map.
eye motes like space-plan of arena chapel ceiling
3. tesserae palace roof of fawn hair and salmon scales
last night i also had a dream about a bee tuner
tuning swarms was his calling, flash-mobbing the airwaves with frequencies coaxed from the hive. i was privileged to attend a live hearing, during which my guide warned "not to mention the plague, honey"
September 05, 2003
September 03, 2003