This is my irregular lifelog. While living in London, for a while I used a txt-to-email service to publish text messages here straight from my phone the moment they were written.

Date: 2001-04-09 00:16:05
Walking through a small and silent nightrain -can weather say tinier words? Just enough to scatter light-catch-fruits on hedge-leafes


Date: 2001-04-10 23:16:10
Yael's dance class: bodies in new, alien movement-lands where geographers are themselves the unvisited landscapes they map with ink of muscles, skin, emotions


Date: 2001-04-11 23:52:00
Existnce compiler output: LIFE SYNTAX ERROR NON-DEFINED FUNCTION time.mngment() BAD OR MISSING CONTROL STRUCTURE NEAR "work". WARNING doublebooked tomorrow


Date: 2001-04-18 13:59:25
Old Dulwich tree trimmed in umbrellashape, contained and tired in its black form, no reaching energy yet by unfolding in flowers contrasts itself.


Date: 2001-04-26 22:47:23
Flowers of sub-lamppost maple tree seen from below @ night: hundred halo-islands falling with no motion through darkness: tiny clouds of light from nowhere


Date: 2001-05-01 03:01:09
Street night's lights attract universes of furry orbiting planets, soft, grey wings circling pole-held sun. The gravity of light?


Date: 2001-07-13 11:23:00
Cameraflashes inside capsules of London Wheel, quick sparks of fags that fall as bus is seen, other people's eyes: Some sudden flares that are life's flair.



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