| "Every man and every woman is a star"
| | Yesterday (5 June 2005) a White Rabbit the size of Tower Bridge (how it only squeezed itself in there?) was at Lea Bridge Road, 142. As many a wonderful thing in my life it came into being thanks to... | | Words: | 502 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Public |
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| Happy Paranoid Tarot People
| | The entire area of Glade electronic music festival (where people moved sometimes like electrons - with the same degree of freedom - one woman even suggested neutrons and protons - which would be too... | | Words: | 599 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Public |
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| Blinding Beauty
| | We were shielding ourselves from the Beauty that we haven't seen before, hiding our faces in our... | | Words: | 79 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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| Arafwch Nawr
| | People succeeded in hiding there from destruction through unification for centuries, and now it's... | | Words: | 127 | | Comments: | 3 | | Status: | Public |
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| And That Was It?
| | Every morning I wake up, leave home and become a part of thousands of tons of human meat rearranged... | | Words: | 266 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Public |
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| The Unwritten Book
| | On Sunday I couldn't fall asleep for a long, long time. My dreams were troubled and disturbed, but... | | Words: | 128 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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| The Heroines Of My Fairytales
| | They are very special creatures, I can never think of them as just women made of flesh and blood.... | | Words: | 184 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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| Heaven by bus
| | A woman at the bus stop near Charing Cross on Saturday night asked me how she can get bus to Heaven. - You want to get to heaven? She laughed. She was actually looking for bus N11. - I thought you are... | | Words: | 301 | | Comments: | 2 | | Status: | Public |
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| Tracing the White Rabbit
| | As this text had some italics and epigraph from Jefferson Airplane at the beginning, which due to absence of HTML wouldn't look here as it should, I put the link to original here:... | | Words: | 396 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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| The Crown of New Aeon
| | This text seems too optimistic, patriotic and high-pitched even to myself but as it is full of nice dreaming I nevertheless post it. Something almost like Khrushchev's 'Our generation will see the... | | Words: | 461 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Public |
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| The New Dark Age and The Decline of Advertisement
| | A couple of weeks ago [before writing this] guys at work invented a 'viral joke', MMS message which is supposed to be forwarded from phone to phone thus increasing usage and popularizing MMS. The... | | Words: | 326 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Public |
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| Gunilla
| | Not very smooth but passionate poem about my friend and my massive crush from Manchester, nicknamed... | | Words: | 136 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Public |
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| A retired drug dealer
| | London night bus, as I said before, is a great entertainment for very small money. This time around... | | Words: | 198 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Public |
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| Set your sails
| | I was thinking about love (as obsession with somebody). Sometimes it's not a question of will to put... | | Words: | 212 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Public |
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| The Soviet Union
| | The Soviet Union was evolutionary, geopolitical, socioeconomic flower-bud that was impenetrably... | | Words: | 162 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Public |
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| Guild studies: Bards
| | This is an excerpt from some essay I planned on the permutations of social structures of the past that now are essentially the same, however masked by the complications and layers of linguistic games... | | Words: | 424 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Public |
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