vincet

Like we are in a democratic land, i'll just say : FUCK YOU!

NO WAY, alas NO WAY !
It seems we are always fucked by illusion of the beautiful music of the hope. Could maybe interesting, (i'm not sure). But can be a little sad for future and the trust in the company of the Ducks..

One way : Key-pack and the start !...
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dimanche

Fed up de la petitesse !

Passion folder.

Aaah la propension changer de cap chez les humains!!!

Bye the wayS.
Direct : Key-pack!

Avant la fin, quelques mots.

"Les gens font parfois rapidement des conclusions, et s'en vont dj vers d'autres routes. Peut-tre mal orients par eux-mmes ? ", constata le Canard Noir, et il ne ft aucun commentaire.

"Je retourne sur Key-pack", lana-t-il au soleil.

ciao!

revoyez "L'vangile selon saint Mathieu" de Pier Paolo Pasolini. Peut tre que quelque chose transperera l'enveloppe de vos tres...

Bonne nuit tous. Bon Jour Toi.

Aurevoir - Bye Bye Dears. I leave the land. See you in an other life, in an other time-space. Sun Light is so sweet for body-minds.


Cradle Song for a start
'Sleep, Sleep, in the Sleep,
Little sorrow sit & weep.
Sleep, Sleep, beauty bright
Dreaming o'er the joys of night.'



"Yes eat me! it's a pleasure", said the hill.

les affinits qui vont de coeurs coeurs
, mon Dieu comme elle crent des douleurs.

Can we sway more?

The Black Duck sucks his heart in hell
compassion of the funnel
passion of the bell
ring of the caramel
(under the teeth)!

Soon... the sunrise on the lake! (and the color of the corner of the lips)

Yeah Fuck the Queen!
And Viva Las Vegas... riding in a coop, smiling to betty Boop.

"Budapest...
...tonight i feel so strong"
Tav...
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Fortunatly the Hell is a mind-view (that i really don't care)

Sure some of us (human being i want say) are little fucking devil : but it's a little game. Without intresequly consequences.

So speak with your love under the rain during the hot summer : class sensations, desire over the drops of casual social & material feelings... (00.00$)

The clarity of the body-minds!

a night farenheit
a day far a day
trees cover the sun in the deep eyes
and a sweet tongue in the corner of skin
you can get little black D.
flower between the great teeth
a time
a wish in the brain
calm & running on the dusty road
put the bottle in the salt water Darling.

ok, i've to go