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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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Misplaced Lens Cap

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The Stonewall Inn
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Λόγος
Σ’ αυτή τη γη, που έμαθα να μιλώ, ο λόγος δηλώνει τη λογική, τη λέξη, την αιτία, την υπόσχεση, την αναλογία. Διαλεκτική συμμετρία, ισοτιμία επιδιωκόμενη, καταναγκαστική ή ανέφικτη. Λέξη προς λέξη μια υπόσχεση και πού είν’ η αίσθηση; Λόγος προς αίσθηση. Εσύ προς εμένα. Λόγος μεγαλύτερος του ενός. Λέξη προς λέξη μια αιτία λογική καθισμένη πάνω σε μια γραμμή. Σηκώνει το βάρος του κόσμου όλου πάνω σε δυο ώμους μικρούς του παρονομαστή του χωριστή των επιμέρους.
This is my first piece of music. I hope you like it.
Moments
Transformation comes as a subtle sequence of moments tied together, walking blind-folded. So they won’t see the fear that lies at the verge of what is yet to come. I follow driven by the rhythm of their steps, trusting moments more than my own eyes. Consciously consenting to their lead. I carry the weight of the agony they close their eyes to and they carry the weight of my steps forward.
Thoughts on women’s love
the magic that happens when two women fall in love with each other is the reflections of a desiring self flowing back and forth between them making intimate spaces wide enough to fit the unprecedented bringing distant horizons close enough to speak to see to touch to smell to taste to fuck the inconceivable
autumn II