My dearest Kitija,
have You recently woke up and wondered where You are and why You have been
naked ?
(....)
There is Something I want to tell You and it is just about Nothing.
NOOOOO ALL THE INFO WENT AWAY.... :(
(I will conduct what I remember have been writing)
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THE NEWS
Image One: My dear Flatmate (let's call him the Pappilon) has been sitting on a Camping Chair in the Kitchen the other Day [thinking, maybe at ... puh "God knows" 4:30 in the Morning?],
drinking Wine from an Espresso Mug, listening to Michael Jackson on the Phone. Great Imagery, I can tell. He said, he is coming down from Festival, but I add that he was
Home already a Week. [...] Maybe it is due to his Experience with DMT (very interesting). About the Pappilon is further to say, that recently Things happened around him, flying,
and so he ran with Wings to France, for "God knows" how long. So, when he had his cute, little Backpack on to leave [in German we call them "Wandersjungen"] "God knows"
where (I mapped him 3 Days in the North!) he said to the Petersburgirl (you know) that she can sleep in his Bed and drink from his Can. She does ever since.
Image Two: The Cypriot (you know him as well) does a Residency at the Moment in a Neighborhood called Talude. So I accompanied him and met beautiful Children-Woman, called Diana
(8) and Elaine (12). Together we crafted and talked all Day, we danced, we hugged. I can tell, that these tiny Ladies are quite convicted (like about Politics, Relationships, the
whole Package), which turned out as such once we spoke of Love and foreign Manners (thinking about the Lovers). I enjoyed many Characters there, not only the Children-
Ladies, so I keep repeating going.
Image Three: Mina has now a German Partner, but we all keep speaking English with each other. I find this highly amusing.
Image Four: The other Day I had been haunting People on the Map and so I went to find Maite. Maite though was on a Date with a Person without Hair. So I wanted to pass, but then she
saw me and so I sat with them. It's a Pleasure that People know about my falling Mugs of Sanity. It's quite freeing.
Image Five: I started talking to a Doctor, because I took the Decision that I want Autism to be an official Part of my Persona, and, as expected, it is quite Fun for someone like me to dissect
the personal Mind Biceps.
Image Six: I have quite a toxic Love-Thing going on with my Home-University. It is due to all of us, so I keep it short: University arranged a Dinner-Date between me, the Professor and
his Assistant, [something stupid I want to add: there was a digital spark between me and the Guy and his Soup in the Mouth's Corner.] for us to get to know one another and so
we had been sitting there, without any want of deepen the Manner; while two of us wore Sunglasses (and this happened quite literal like that). So after this I assume that this is a
not-matching Unmatch, right? The other Side saw it the same, so I assumed we agreed on no further Datings. Wrong. Therefore, in any Case, somewhat, University as Institution
keeps arranging foodless Dinners between us all, and I can tell it is quite something. So I keep smiling, while I am not hungry anymore, quid pro quo (I assume)....
Image Seven: I just remember there was something more I wanted to draw, but now I can't remember it. Ah! NO! Now I do. So I had been on a Dinner with just named Cypriot, and assumingly
it was a Middle-Age-Theater, meaning: We had been sitting there, on Art, eating Art, while our Mouths full of talking about Art, all very important Things; based on the Fact that
the Bourgeoisie needed Entertainment... so, but who are we to complain, right? They needed a Clown and the Clowns needed Food, so one Hand washed the other and we all ate
the White Ragout (which is basically just a fancy Formulation for Bolognese without Color) the English Lady my Age produced. It didn't matter that some came with nothing and
other with unpatching socks, because our opinions were fed with paprika and our toes flirting under the same table. To conduct: Imporance to important people.
The Maybe Man was there (I'm not sure if You know), as well as the Bellybutton Guy.
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What about the News at Home?
How is it with Your Family; what about Friends (new Ones, old Ones)?
Which Things are accompanying You and happen in Your Presence?
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THE LOVE NEWS
I am not sure how much You are informed, but the Ex-Sweet-Boy reappeared on the Map and asked me out by missing his Flight. (ALARM / Repetition). So, what can I say: We
went out. And it had been such beautiful Days and stimulating Sequences that I had to think about Cassiopeia, of Momo, and how she says that Time not felt with the Heart is lost. It was quite like that for me. So we kept staying close, didn't even wanted to close the Eyes for Sleeping, until we ended up the last Night spiraling into a Rabbit-Hole while sitting on a random, cold Park Bench. It was so miserable. There was Nothing to say, and yet we kept speaking and speaking and so I started crying (not because I was sad, more because I was exhausted) - I told him that I fell in Love last Year, but that I didn't feel safe, I also told him that I was a tiny bit cucu. Further I said, that he cannot touch my tiny fragile Life with rubbish Hands and foolish Fingers (very proud of this one). All that lead to him leaving, to go to his Airplane. (Surprise): !!!!!!!! He missed also this flight !!!!!!!!! So just Hours after Things felt forever-broken we sat again next to each other, on a Meadow, and this Time we both cried. Well, I don't want to imagine what you would say; but what is there to blame about silly, stupid Love, right? We are all Victims. (Or at least me.) So, him and me talk and we talk and we talk and we finally share our Hearts, and all that just so he takes the Flight, not even 24 Hours later. I thought by that it's the End, but as we know Things aren't ended when they keep going. [...] At the Moment he is in Portugal; but not with me. Anyway, I invited him to visit me whenever he is finished with the Stuff he came for. I don't know honestly if all this is stupid, but I feel safe and I am curios.
THE LOVE side NEWS (but actually just God-Sipping)
I have Problems to find the right Replacement Name for this Character, so let's call him the Full-Time-Lover. You remember him not only as the best Friend of the Ex-Sweet-Boy, which turned now into, lets call him Limboboy, but you potentially remember the Full-Time-Lover also from the Doctor (which you for sure know at that Point). So, whatever, whenever. The Full-Time-Lover texted the Witch, asking her out for an Adventure (? Excuse me?) - but of course the Witch stayed loyal, because we all know about the Lovering-Part. Interesting is, that the Limboboy apparently didn't know about it. Later, on the very last Day to be precise, the Limboboy weakens a bit and, contrary to my Notion of Guilt, said, that he actually couldn't really spend Time and Conversation with the Full-Time-Lover because apparently, due to the Way the Limboboy draws his Stories about me, the Other started to fantasize. CAN YOU IMAGINE???? So, I take this Information and of course (!) I ran to the Doctor, to do a Reporting. Only to find out, that the Full-Time-Lover claimed having Sex with me towards the Doctor. CAN YOU IMAGINE?????????????
!!!!THE FIRST ONE TO THROW A STONE!!!!
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What are Your Thoughts on this?
And all aside, are You the Lover of Somebody at the Moment?
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THE SKY NEWS
Bird-thingi Nr. 1: I had been so sad the other day that I went with rice to the chicken park.
In a nutshell:
Pinkish Dove comes, fights with a dinosauric looking like Chicken-Kind-of-a-Thing; I throw my Book (because I am human, I cannot help myself but intellectualize). Not long of
a Peace. Other Pigeon starts other Fight, me: "No, no, GENTLEMEN" - I stop the Feeding because a Woman with better Food [Bread] comes along. (Jealousy.)
Meanwhile a (UGLY) Sidecharacter-Duck starts raping unweaponed Lady-Duck next to me. I do the human and go, helping a Woman of another Mother. IT WAS NOT EASY.
So a Stranger comes and intellectualizes with me; both we push and pull the wings of the Duck; while Bread-Woman making Fun of us.
We excuse ourselves, saying: "We are humans, we can't help it!" - but to be honest, it was not me saying that, neither us, it was the Cypriot.
Bird-thingi Nr. 2: Some days ago I had been walking down the Streets, minding my Business, when I see a Group of bit confused Pigeons. I pass, don't say hallo or anything, but it's enough to drive
them into deep Loveparade-Mood. So all them flying like wild, one against my Head. [S]he fell on the floor (not me), and by that I declare myself as WINNER: I did not do a
report, due to the winning.
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I don't want to sound like Somebody, that can only see Grey on the Sky, but the World turns out to be more unstable nearly from Day to Night and back to the Day. What are Your Thoughts on
this; which Plans are You forming?
Beside all this I see Art and Theater, Dances and Ducks.
I write, I draw, I think, I drink red Wine and I love,
and all that I wish also to You --
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xx, with more Kisses
I hope You see that on some Things You can click !!!