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there's a nice knock-down argument

Wednesday, March 19, 2008


Sometimes, you just can't tell what two and two make up.

All the king's horses and all the king's men
Couldn't put Humpty together again.

Signs should be easy to understand.
WYSISYG?

Although accidents happen every minute
a sure way to find debris is to follow sirens.



When I stepped into the shower, all my thoughts slowed down.
It's a great pre-bed ritual.
I stopped analyzing the past and let the water do the rest.
Then looking down I saw something odd.
A letter.

red
rain
ritual

The letter had somehow moved from the craft table to the bathtub.
How?
Why?
Stop.

It's a light subject, compared to others...


[a picture of the letter]



Sometimes, you just can't tell what one and one make up.

'In spring, when woods are getting green,
I'll try and tell you what I mean.'

Some signs are rather left unsaid.
.

[a picture of something else]




No. Not really.

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March 19, 2008



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