Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Saturday, May 14, 2011
Philosophy I Start?
Today I start to think. Philosophy or not.
The old wrinkled Lady come forth from the unrolled carpet.
Wrinkled and flaky with tremendous passion.
She says to me "You will not return to the Island."
I ask myself, what does that mean?
Is she predicting or ordering?
And what is the Island? What is the Island?
The old wrinkled Lady come forth from the unrolled carpet.
Wrinkled and flaky with tremendous passion.
She says to me "You will not return to the Island."
I ask myself, what does that mean?
Is she predicting or ordering?
And what is the Island? What is the Island?
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