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integer at www.god-emil.dk integer at www.god-emil.dk
Sat Apr 26 21:45:55 CEST 2003





>`max-overruling`


you know ... when the `clay` is more like flesh

with that horrible warning
as the steel touched my neck
my body shivered and a muffled cry escaped from my lips

the executioner's hand trembled
monsieur he said: have i hurt you +?

these hangmen have soft hearts
he's the greatest man alive
he's all i have

and now i have you





>>pz: i will revert to dze pure+nat!ve state of konzumerism if you come up
>>with jitter-overruling kodewurk. 

they can work without me


>still there are reasons that go
>>beyond mere love (love= ext1nct as we enter 01 kapital parad!se):

love is more important than official orders
ideas do not come from orders.

nor does your beauty

one only sees in shadows:

you look at me so sweetly

is that a sin

sin doesnt exist



he who is a legend in his own time is ruled by that legend

it may begin in absolute innocence

but to cover up the flaws and

maintain the myth of divine power

one has to employ desperate measures

you got the head and neck right but you avoided the body

the human body is a world that moves. it is life.

never think in surfaces but in depths.

To live, only advance!

Aim straight for those you love

I went towards you, endlessly towards the light

If you smile, it is to enfold me all the better

The rays of your arms pierce the mist

Everything moves

Because I love you

A glance, a word

Men roam the city

Sentiments adrift

All words without aforethought

The heart has but one mouth

Everything ordered by chance

...as a loveršs dialogue

so what is love, then?

Your voice, your eyes...

...your hands, your lips...

Our silences, our words...

Light that goes...

...light that returns

A single smile between us both

In quest of knowledge...

...I watched night create day...

...while we seemed unchanged

O beloved of all, beloved of one alone...

...your mouth silently promised to be happy

Away, away, says hate; never, never, says love

A caress leads us from our childhood

Increasingly I see the human form...


Winkelbewohner



















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