@ Monday, Jul. 09, 2007 – 12:48:43 pm
Colours run screech!! or get overshot by light,
People faint to googoo, gaga oder lala - no mat-
ter what the weather is like, was like, will be
like.
Row your mindship across the Loch Sommer and
don't forget to eat the low-thoughtfat wiches
on the sands. Surface is the thing - there you
can lay your hand on.
Another buttercup of coffee will do.
Summer silly season.
@ Thursday, Jul. 05, 2007 – 04:58:20 pm
Rode there along reading a bit¹, didn't close my
ears, so the sireny voices of two schoolboys cut
through the general sound of public being-moved.
@ Wednesday, Jul. 04, 2007 – 04:56:53 pm
Since I moved I can't be mistaken for
a happy stone that's sitting at the
station all alone.
@ Tuesday, Jul. 03, 2007 – 08:30:11 pm
@ Tuesday, Jul. 03, 2007 – 07:10:55 am
If you click it open, I guess chances are not too bad
that you shake your head and think: 'What a fool!'
@ Monday, Jul. 02, 2007 – 07:56:54 am
The wheels are not made for this ground,
the wagon not made for the weight on this
surface, so it goes along loud as love.
In a shopping cart sprayed in an orange,
he's driving, she's yelling:
"Let me get out!!",
laughing and not getting out as he holds
move, then going on to the tram stop.
@ Sunday, Jul. 01, 2007 – 11:14:34 am
If you just act using one language you could
come to the insight that you lose sthg. This
is not true. If you go from the one language
to the more-than-one you'll win some. That's
true.
On the long run it could come to proportions
of 1 ger : 3 eng.
@ Sunday, Jul. 01, 2007 – 09:38:55 am
Das unbestimmte Gefühl
vorausschauenden Scheiterns,
wer kennt es denn nicht?
Man
läuft eine Straße, die, die
parallel zur Fußgängerzone
gezogen ward entlang und
da
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