Saturday, 4 August 2012

mare serenitatis


6 comments:

  1. http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NR6_zRQIsuA/TEmapNIq-7I/AAAAAAAAAW0/Abl7twNp4Z0/s1600/Yogurt-BoiledMilk.jpg

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  2. Gei;a Xtina



    Γειά σου Χτινα
    την δροσιά της εικόνας να έχεις

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  3. @anonymous
    πήξιμο ε;
    ωραία ταίριαξε, ευχαριστώ!

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  4. γειά σου στέλιο!
    είναι ωραία τα επτάνησα, αλλά και οι κυκλάδες δεν πάνε πίσω!
    να είσαι καλά!

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  5. You know like the back of your hand

    Who let em in.

    You got me into this mess so

    You get me out.

    You know like the back of your hand.

    Your bell jar.

    Your collection.

    Ingenue.

    You get me into this mess.

    Fools rushing in, yeah,

    And they know it.

    The seeds of the dandelion you know blow away.

    In good time, i hope, i pray.

    If i’m not there now physically,

    I’m always before you

    Come what may.

    And you know it.

    Fools rushing in

    Yeah

    Well you know it.

    Who let them in?

    Yeah

    Well you know it

    Gone with a touch of your hand

    Gone with a touch of your hand

    Move through the moment

    Though it betrays

    Transformations

    Jackals and flames

    If i knew now

    What i knew then

    Just give me more time

    I hope and pray

    I mistake all you say

    The seeds of the dandelion you blow away





    (all my love)

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  6. Perhaps in the future, on the other side of theology and teleology, floating will become the new way of walking, leaving in its wake the more rigid steps of the
    pilgrimage, the march, and linear forward movement.

    https://docs.google.com/file/d/1m2o03vEEuYrGEOWz37DTn747Scd3cMBMub9xn3nCPro/edit?authkey=CKGb0MwL

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