snippety mementos
The arabian carpet flew out of my sight before I even set foot on it! Nadzhedar failed to provide the 'hope' that its name signifies. Russian borsch turned into carrot corriander.. pita bread turned out to be nothing more than a slice of nicely baked baguette. Still satisfying. Thanks to its healthy receipe and cheap prices.The Vatican, hotair-balloons, ships, lard, merchants, literature, fencing, nuns, banama guadi, salvator and casanova bummed in the streets of Venice, fusing contemporary fantasies and ancient truths beneath the cover of colorful robes and ribs-breaking corsets. Witty. Quaint.
Playing with a sundial in the middle of the night sounds queer. Far from just being an oxymoronic action, it's the collision of two postively logical minds to form a compound of illogical abnormality with the moonlight acting witness to the chemical reaction. Evolution on its way...
Atop a balcony of a run-down godown-like house stood the silhouette of a harmonised pair of vampires. Murmurings of the wind cross-stepped the whisperings of the night. 'Nothings' came upon as something more than the voidness of nullity. Each thumping heartbeat jumped to the tune of the rustling leaves, so in sync were the movements that they woke up the fangs of the hungry one, teasing it to nibble at the collar of its catch... more blood it wanted. No less than fourteen minutes ticked by before the balance was tipped and the state of particularization was restored again. Thirsty.
The view observed from within a vehicle on the highway is far smaller and disappears within a blink of the eye. The sight of the dark skyline seen from the stationary position on the highway is clearly transcendent and only fades with each footstep striding forward and onward to the next magnificent lookout point. Awesome!
posted by slingwoof @ 2/16/2006 10:25:00 PM
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