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what a oversupply of posts! what a wealth subjects-wise! take this and drink it, this is my SHit. when you have a sick digestive system, a hard, trouble-free stool, one simple defecation is a blessing. going to a toilet, doing your thing and forgetting: what a relief! To drink beer, coffee and to eat a spicy meal without suffering the consequences: what a luxury! I think I'm healthier thanks to those fears I’m having here

at Malaparte I read: it is possible that I slept really, and started to dream. and then after waking up suddenly as it happens to very tired people, I was experiencing my dream while being awake. mariola is for soldiers, she is like the Second World War, and in Berlin, and among foreign men.

the second thing is the reactions. Ooops, didn’t happen. Indifference, and tension. well learned reaction. They must have known that before. Only Arab boys laugh at the German madman, bringing some relief in this madness

I should have gone to work six months ago. it will be hard holidays. contact the publisher in January. I think I'll show him the bills

This is a machine for the virtual reproduction of man. it remolds his preferences and sexual inclinations in accordance with idealized visual patterns of being, behaving, and embodiment. The machine deploys superficial evaluative measurements. It can cause irretrievable harm to your soul and mind.

timid attempts to add ending dots and quotation marks to my own thoughts. Sadura: trying to dance with your own suffering. Cioran: depth is the exclusive privilege of those who suffered.

I came to live in a holy place, but I was thrown out of here (for a week). pilgrim to a place tainted with money, sex and a welfare state