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November 16, 2003

she laughed, she was not worried at all. she had been mistaken as the protector of thinking organs, and yet she was a secret carrier of ideas herself. with brains sliced and preserved in jars hidden in basements of various museums, she was a laughing witness, she was the one that carried more information, for now... she was the one that would stay longer, survive somehow....
she imagined how interesting it would be if she were the actual thinking device. if she were not protecting or protected but exposed, used to bumps and scratches and serious hits and alterations. what if she had the power to heal herself even more than the brain could... and yet she would be much more dense, would collect ideas better, she would see much more...
oh well...



mwahhaa :)

Posted by: shauna on November 16, 2003 05:55 AM

whoa. hey. did the text on this one change? or am i still sick and hallucinating?

Posted by: shobhana on November 17, 2003 08:54 AM

: )
the first draft was a bit too much written with a bordeaux glass in the other hand.

Posted by: Witold Riedel on November 17, 2003 09:13 AM
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