Posted by: Mataachi on: March 27, 2007
In the lost sorrow of these future days, huddled in broken down shelters, we watch the skies for the mother-ship back home, without hope. We are Here to stay. Tell me a story while we wait!
‘…in the midst of the coldness, a heroic unrest makes itself felt..’
Mishima
Sounds welcoming…even with the future already here
March 28, 2007 at 10:56 pm
once upon a time,in a small city of coolpeopleville, lived a fascinating dude who wrote fascinating things and no matter where he went a biscuit followed and they lived happily ever after one writting and the other breathing whatever he wrote. and it was abouttime for that full stop.