Hello Cruel World
Wednesday, March 29, 2006
 
Four Years Gone
I remember days I spent with friends since dead, words and gestures no one knows but me, stories of which I am the sole custodian. They fill my heart sometimes ‘til I can think of little else. I remember days with friends who live still, the trivial stuff a sane man would have long forgotten [from Chris Clarke]


Just this stuff, y'know
Who Cares What You Think?
http://dir.salon.com/story/opinion/feature/2004/03/19/bush_encounter/index.html

http://home.conceptsfa.nl/~pmaas/rea/dodobird.htm

http://www.threefeatherspewter.com/
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