an empty bottle tried to catch some water you could see through the glass that it was completely dry nothing within everything gone in another bar someone thirsty like hell didn’t took an effort to refill again the empty bottle fell down and broke its neck time for a new one said the stranger while... Lees verder →
I was intimate last night. With a woman, not sexually, not even touchingly, just our thoughts crossed until they formed a synergy of pleasure. Strange, but real. I'm not making it up. I knew her from a course a while ago. Today at the market I met her. We walked together to a café, there... Lees verder →
Meanwhile, the theatre course had thinned out quite a bit, a real slimming down. And as it went on now, it would become an AA - club. The debriefings at the café lasted longer than the rehearsal moments. There were only eight of us (out of 16) until things got out of hand. The two... Lees verder →
Het moment. De metro, huilende kroost, metrostart met turbo boost. Vallend, kruipend, op weg naar de bestemming. Eerste halte. Een massa volk drukt zich door de nauw geworden opening. Hiertussen weer zo'n vrouwelijk schepsel. Niet te mager, niet te zwaar, geen babyface, geen schminkmasker, puur natuur, maar vooral - en vergeef me deze lichtjes gefrustreerde... Lees verder →
Our lovely teacher, Mr. Colbert, is kind enough to draw the inner networks of computers on the blackboard and wipe it with the same dirty wet sponge every time. Because of that sponge, everything is very fluid, than he immediately writes over it so he doesn't waste time and as a result, the chalk becomes... Lees verder →
I feel empty in an absurd world that cannot satisfy me. Then I move to other dimensions. This already works when I concentrate on the touch between my body and the matter around me, and it is as if I become a part of it, it merges with me. A symbiosis between the thing in... Lees verder →
Symbiose. Ik voel me leeg in een absurde wereld die me niet bevredigen kan. Dan verplaats ik me naar andere dimensies. Dat lukt al wanneer ik me concentreer op de aanraking tussen mijn lichaam en de materie rond me en is het alsof ik een deel ervan word en het met me versmelt. Een symbiose... Lees verder →
Fastfood romantics 