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| ... and why would I come to think of Bulgakov? |
Sunday, August 05, 2012
Friday, August 03, 2012
Calling myself an Aesthete
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| Mostly, faded puppies do not look very attractive. Certain aesthetes amongst gardeners would, therefore, pull them out ...... and probably not come to know ... |
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| ... that slowly rotting poppy-leaves are a delicacy for hoverflies. |
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| Anyway, in Seanhenge the elegant bees :) are welcome. |
Wednesday, August 01, 2012
Monday, July 30, 2012
Sunday, July 29, 2012
Friday, July 27, 2012
Thursday, July 26, 2012
Sheer beauty
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| Some passers-by tend to call it a mess. I tend to call some passers-by idiots*. *in the classical sense, of course. |
Of mize and men
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| A superior being holding the tail of ... |
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| a mouse killed by a cat. |
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| Be sure, ladies and gentlemen, any Ahmadinejad, Bush, Chavez, Putin, Obama, Rumsfeld, Merkel, Monti or Chinese politician does consider you being a mouse. Not. For them you do not exist. Same goes for Cheneys's Dick, Lady Cameron and any Saudi Arabian prince(ss) of incest. In case you are reading this in 100(1) year's time: Choose the name of your favourite politician. The peace of the night. |
Wednesday, July 25, 2012
Monday, July 23, 2012
Sunday, July 22, 2012
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