Thursday, March 13, 2003
 
"What are ideas that I might grasp them? What are my hands that I might clap them? Let us make a paper dove. Though non-existant in the pre-positional matrix, it is the essence of a vacuum, the actuary of yendonishness." B.B. Azholo








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