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Ta autokinita pigainoerxontai katw ap'to parathiro sou. Prwta ena axno vouhto, ystera h ekriksh ths thorivodous taxythtas kai meta enas hxos pou svinei pros tin antitheti katefthinsi. Sthn epanalipsi ths skhnhs auths, sta takta xronika diasthmata, oi voues tis kinishs skane epousia sto parathiro san paliroika kymata se kapoion okeano. Meta, ksana yshxia. Sto keno. San na vazeis to mp3 player sou sto random, ki auto na paizei prwto prwto, to tragoudi pou eixe kolisei sto myalo sou. Isorropia. Anarwtiesai an tha yparksei ena shmeio sto mallon/mellon sou, pou h mnhmh kai h istoria tha efthigrammistoun. Ki opoion rwtises, den iksere na sou apantisei. Gymnoneis tous pothous sou. To moirasma ths olokliroshs se pio mikra agxodh empodia: gia kalitero koumanto.
Sthn akth tou parathirou sou ta autokymmata eksakolouthoun na skane rithmika, oso esy metras sta daktyla tis wres mexri to epomeno taksidi.
Exw grapsei toses lekseis ton teleutaio kairo gia pragmata pou den ithela pote na grapsw.
Stamatisa na metrw.
[Kai oi 12 diagonizomenoi sinexizoun akathektoi. Kaneis den ypologise swsta tis psifous, kai oi tilefonikes grammes sfragistikan logo fovou. Sto telos twn diafimisewn kanenas de tha thymatai ti evlepe prin. Isws etsi na'nai kalitera ta pragmata. Pio dikaia.]
Isws aurio na orisw ki egw sta daktyla mou, kapoio paragonta mikrotero tou 10. Kati ypsistis simasias pou omws na mborei na perioristei, se mikra agxodh empodia: gia kalitero koumanto.
Me ektimisi,
xxx
MFP
P.S: ...i miss you.
Ta autokinita pigainoerxontai katw ap'to parathiro sou. Prwta ena axno vouhto, ystera h ekriksh ths thorivodous taxythtas kai meta enas hxos pou svinei pros tin antitheti katefthinsi. Sthn epanalipsi ths skhnhs auths, sta takta xronika diasthmata, oi voues tis kinishs skane epousia sto parathiro san paliroika kymata se kapoion okeano. Meta, ksana yshxia. Sto keno. San na vazeis to mp3 player sou sto random, ki auto na paizei prwto prwto, to tragoudi pou eixe kolisei sto myalo sou. Isorropia. Anarwtiesai an tha yparksei ena shmeio sto mallon/mellon sou, pou h mnhmh kai h istoria tha efthigrammistoun. Ki opoion rwtises, den iksere na sou apantisei. Gymnoneis tous pothous sou. To moirasma ths olokliroshs se pio mikra agxodh empodia: gia kalitero koumanto.
Sthn akth tou parathirou sou ta autokymmata eksakolouthoun na skane rithmika, oso esy metras sta daktyla tis wres mexri to epomeno taksidi.
Exw grapsei toses lekseis ton teleutaio kairo gia pragmata pou den ithela pote na grapsw.
Stamatisa na metrw.
[Kai oi 12 diagonizomenoi sinexizoun akathektoi. Kaneis den ypologise swsta tis psifous, kai oi tilefonikes grammes sfragistikan logo fovou. Sto telos twn diafimisewn kanenas de tha thymatai ti evlepe prin. Isws etsi na'nai kalitera ta pragmata. Pio dikaia.]
Isws aurio na orisw ki egw sta daktyla mou, kapoio paragonta mikrotero tou 10. Kati ypsistis simasias pou omws na mborei na perioristei, se mikra agxodh empodia: gia kalitero koumanto.
Me ektimisi,
xxx
MFP
P.S: ...i miss you.
HumanInterface
https://vimeo.com/4697849
[apologies for absence but in the middle of exam period]
xxx
MFP
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Dear Miss Thing,
I couldn't help but notice how much you enjoy your enigmatic intervals of inertia. Scratch that. Inertia is such a cruel word and I am not entirely sure it describes your state accurately: I couldn't help but notice how much you enjoy riding the slow-motion wave to a seemingly still frame.
But the wave is not autonomous - the canvas is not infinite. It's funny, how we often confuse random movements within the margins with what would be true independence. But I'm getting ahead of myself. There should be a more logical sequence leading to this outburst.
I slipped into your car with the arrogance that adolescence enables us,
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Adolf Hitler spent his childhood in the Austrian town of Linz, which has, ever since tried to wash off the notoriety of this association in every imaginable way. Hence, a moderately hot Austrian August yearly endures the Ars Electronica festival. And so we shared our first coffee in absolute silence on the highstreet of this town, trying to delicately ignore the fact that, most of the ArsElectro venues we had already visited, were founded by Adolf himself, in one of his efforts to transform the town into the cultural centre of the Third Reich. And I’m sure he wouldn’t be too happy to know, that, on that same August night, three da
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Dear Miss Thing,
Yet again I boarded that plane, that lands dead-in-the-heart of London Town. Somewhere between the Here and the There, I managed once more to get frisked, sniffed, frowned upon and smiled at by various uniform-wearing entities – the kind who find the deeper meaning of existence in the threads that make their indicative attires, the kind who model their hats in shop windows, who straighten their name-tags meticulously: the kind who rehearse their names – always smiling – in front of full-bodied mirrors.
Standing barefoot in the airport waiting room, watching the lady-guard in her futile attempts to x-ray my bo
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