data]h![bleeder on Fri, 2 Jun 2000 07:32:09 +0200 (CEST)

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[Nettime-bold] tinglesions [n-terp ov the translation]

At 07:40 PM 31/05/00 +0930, Martin ( wrote:
>indeed to pulsate wherein a nuance, a dousing of pixel-pillared code,
						>reawoken and grinding the
ensuing conscious. With all we plush our
		>backspace and wait,
	>grief-scarred (see my scars, they bled) or self-automised ( I have
				>forgotten who I used to be), rewinding to
the birthing point and
		>corrupting what would otherwise be the logic cue...


				>manic (I am not)  and down scaling,
full-blown proportioning into my

					>scrapbook is a ghost

						>, pretend emotional loads
bringin itself to the size of tears...
					>all words rumble and are spit on
contact, chewing all joint hope
		>, creaking tomes, abortive practise now shows cracks in the

						>act and it is gone, for

>F  T  R

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