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I am still here, writing

I am still here, alive, and writing. I would like to post some news when they are definite.

This is what I do

I write

I write when I feel right.

I write to pin down the impossible.

I write to dig into nothing

I write because

this is what I do.

A rectangle

What I saw was an imaginably rectangle

The yellowish-orange rectangle was floating in my (again) imaginably computer screen.

The rectangle is about 14’ x 10, with carefully sandpapered corners; it would not hurt anybody to touch

When I read about your theory,
the rectangle gracefully stretched
as it still kept its core strength

That is when


my consciousness has pealed of its thin. translucent veil, which was quite beautiful
--it had been part of me…

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Just wanted to say that...living is not so easy...if you wish to keep a certain aspects of you...something important and delicate...which is a silent screaming...as your mind pops out from the running water, gags for the air, and cries for help in vein...

And the water is so pure...so cold...and clean...and it is running right thorough you...and nobody notices what you've been through...