The idea of community ... anthills of pragmatism and apathy, without hope of beneficial change. You're ambiguity sickens me and those of this group. Instantaneously, we crush your vexed originality, with language, survival, and individuation. Self justifies self. You can have no utter protagonist any other way. Your foils of misremembering retain an ideal model formed from contrasts. These lack everything except substance. Externally, you forcibly create temporal settings, endeavoring to fictionalise multiple elites, by recourse only to successions of images. Goodbye.
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Your goodbye will be mythologised.
It has become too late to disentangle.
Lopping is the only recourse.
This is a strange and lonely place. I seek to exchange. I seek to communicate. I encounter cyberwaste like an ashtray.
Dear Anthony, can I send to you something?
Tell me your snail mail address!!!
Bye
Iryna. You are right. It's so aqualung and marine. I've pondered the same issues, and it has led to nothing conclusive. I have only starting points; nothing larger than a footnote. It might not help, but I have recently enrolled in
Dear Sghnopaullimo - By all means explain further why you might want that kind of information. I would never share that in a comments-box, however.
why else all drains...
time's they use for our scale is never on my side.
may we all leave in wiseness abounded closure
extroverted leafs from scanned trees, i suffer from this.
good nights
On this scale, a conversation lags essentials. But, on the other hand, it somehow thrills. And that's enough. For now.
Take it or leave it. A body is an object, and I'm a successful objectifier. It's my profession - seriously. I repress nothing. People come to me for experience of that. It's what I do for a living. Desire is God. I'm not asking everyone to agree with me. I'm just here looking for the few who might. If that's you, then read on, and do message me if you think we have some or all of the following in common ... You must feel beneath me. I am a wall of iron. You must squander what you feel to be freewill, just as you must worship my absolute self-control. I need yes-men only. Commit to that process and we have a starting point. Nothing vaginal - ever. This is a corporate proposal. Chew the fat. I can accommodate, but prefer to travel - and I do so extensively along the M4 and the M5 Corridors. Relocation is possible for me, also, so long as those destinations lie within these areas. Further conditions apply, but that will do for the time being. Oh, PS: if Fran67 contacts you don't bother, she's a fake and timewaster.
Christina
So do don't want receive a mailart postcard from me!!!
It's not a problem!
Sorry for the disturb!
sghinopaullimo - It's not a case of wanting or not wanting a Mail Artwork from you. You appear annoyed at my enquiry. But, really, I'm hardly going to put my home address in a publically-accessible comments box, now am I?
i created a yahoo group a while back, we could exchange stuffs via that platform, although i don't like yahoo groups that's why i never mentioned that, any other ideas?
i want mail art too.... ; )
Hey, we ALL want mail art... so long as it doesn't involve collages utilising pre-loved disposable nappies.
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