and I would like to look like a tree with a lot of words instead of leaves. I haven't been very sucessful yet but every metamorphosis takes some time.
 
my favourite words

dirigible
insurmountable
abacus
disencrembulated
tightrope walker
unctuous liver
co-god
tantalize


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interesting weblogs

Yet Another Graphomaniacs Compendium


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K.H. Macha
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An open letter to bloggdom


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babblebab
is a either a tree or a blog

A Door
here enter the real world
Meaning and other marginalia
 

 

MOVING


"The wretchedness of moving is like losing a skin - one is in fact losing a whole set of circumstances and things one takes for granted, all very simple, but by their immediate relation to the way you live very influential - bed, food, noises, warmth and so on. Deprived of these at a blow and thrust into another set, one feels as if skined and clad in a coarse shirt. Of course this new shirt of circumstances becomes one's skin in time. But until it has one feels, as I say, wretched, and I don't intend to minimize this!"
Philip Larkin


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