When men were laying eggs the race started. It never quite ended, for there is no end. One was saying he didn’t care to know; the moment was important, not history. So he sat on the train seat and spat with disdainful nonchalanche, by the suitcase on the floor. The landscape was changing beyond the [...]
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The guy wouldn’t want to say anything on the telephone, so we arranged to meet at the Caffè Italia in Soho. We were sipping our expressos when a big bloke with a shrunken suit tapped on our shoulders and showed us out with a nod of his bald head. The barman nodded too, meaning that [...]
Voice over text for a short movie.
At the first touch the branch is severed, an instant ago it was one with the mother plant, now it lays among the grasses, shrouded in total indifference.
And how much justice is in that indifference! Impeccable, incorruptible, unequivocal, unavoidable……. iniquitously eternal.
I will compose minute gardens of pebbles and twigs; [...]