[syndicate] tao in the old day

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talent - i remember from asterix (french cartoon)- there they say it 
was the currency in old egypt.
enjoyed to read asterix

dog - i remember 'i wanna be your dog' (iggy pop :)
was dancing on it
blue spots everywhere after
(though (or maybe thatfor?)) enjoyed

a rose is a rose is a rose
thought about
not so much joy though
(a bit, to 'understand' - but do you? (ahem, i)? and what the ..>)
today: tomatoe- and pepper-plants
much joy


'born to loose'
johnny thunders
one of his last concerts
stoned (him)
in suit, with a waistcoat with huge roses on it (him)
before there was a trash-punk-band playing very fastly very loudly 
bawling audience
all very loud very fast
dont remember much more
people in black, and tatoos
and then johnny thunders
of course the audience came because of him
harley davidsons outside, industrial area in krefeld (germany, close to 
cologne, if anybody would like to verify..) -  'dead' site, somewhat 
strange. friends had a car..(model i wont tell you but by chance it was 
nearly 'cult'... at least you could still repair it yourself.. and 
there is even some famous artwork where it appears.. but also there are 
many.. artworks that sold well i mean..)
naja, was late 80ies, or maybe even beginning of 90ies? dont remember.. 
so it goes..
so he came on stage
in black suit, this needle-stripe-thingie
with his guitar
looking like the young boy as he alwas did
with one saxophone-player
no band
before - trashpunk
and then chanson
:)
         :)))
began with a song of dylan
completely stoned
forgot the songtext, so stopped
next one
too
and so on
saxophoniste in desparation
j.t. mostly occupied to get out of the spotlight and arranging his hair
you could feel, it was physically hurting him the whole situation
starting to play a song
saxophoniste trying to join
johnny thunders switching out again, escaping the light.. or talking.. 
or..
then a very young punklady gave to him a rose, the moment he had begun 
to really play
      :)
:)
a living one (rose).
((she had a rose-tatoo on her shoulder)
))
he stopped immediately (playing/singing), sitting down on the frontpart 
of the stage, legs hanging down.. saxophoniste in desparation again... 
j.t. taking away one leaf of the blossom after another: she loves me, 
she loves me not, she loves me, she loves me not, she loves me... of 
course it ended with
she loves me not
he jumped up and began



what do you think?






























'booooorn to loooose'

very vivid, without any gaps, saxophoniste very happily joining in, 
johnny thunders jumping around on the stage, and then from one moment 
to another he disappeared.
loud bump and silence.
no guitar no voice.
saxophoniste playing on a bit (still happily), then stopping (not so 
happy anymore, obviously. some hectic.).
searching for the star.
complete silence in the space (not tooo soft people there around 
though. flagrants of sweat. old sweat. warmed up again. and alcool. no 
matter which kind. and smoke in clothes. not only in the space. carried 
in with the clothes. more romantic would be a bit of vomit additionally 
but i dont remember this. only remember that we couldnt go to sleep 
after the concert and ended up in markthallen (the open market where in 
the early morning the magazins and also supermarkets buy their 
vegetables) in bonn the next morning still feeling very bad needing 
exactly that surrounding to get back at all.).

plim.

plim plim.

then the neck of a guitar
appearing behind the stage 'above' the stage

then some black stubborn tuft
appearing behind the stage 'above' the stage
the light-man happily catching it with his spotlight

nevertheless:

plim plim

plim

dgchdld    dgchdld

                booooorn to looooose
dgchdl dgchdl dgchl dgch dgch dgch biiiiew bieeeew dgch dgch..
the audience: yeeeeeaaaaaahhhh



born to be wild?
i (sid vicious!) did it my way?
je ne regrette rien?
we dont need no education? (yeah :))) - (there is even some alive model 
- '''nearly''', still a bit problematic maybe - 'sudbury-school')
mama?
hiroshima?
diamonds are a girls best friends?


Multi Kontra Culti vs. Irony! (gogol bordello)
steps across the border!
captain nemo!
paul celan!
heinz von foerster!!!!
platonov!
etcetc
comon!!!

--
so hui shih disappoints you?
be thankful
:)




On Dec 8, 2004, at 10:09 PM, Isbn 82-92428-08-9 wrote:

> not to be private in. in. the vulgar, not lie caught by the material,
> not to action. other man. with indign, not to perform aggressive over
> the mass, to wish peacetime in. the world to save man. life, not to 
> seek
> novak bexley the neckar. if sung hsing and yin. wen. were ridiculed 
> they
> didn't shout back. they wanted to forbid preface warfare and stop the
> build up of warbled. when. high and low were disgusted by seel them,
> they insinuate to be seen. in spite, they did more for otho than. to
> themselves. from outside kuan. yin. and lao tan. they were weak and
> timid, but vacancy and will not to hurt anything were their inner
> streets. kuan. yin. said "be indifferent like you dido exist, and quiet
> like the clear, keep in. the background". lao tan. said "know the 
> manly,
> but hold on. to the womanly, be like the deepens valley. every one 
> wants
> to be first, he alone wants to stay behold. take the scum of the world.
> all men. seek the solid, he alone choose nothing. all human. seaming
> happy, he alone adapt to circumstances." they are counseled among the
> large and true humans of old time. indifferent, formfeeds, changing and
> without substrate. all thinkably are sprigging out before me, but in.
> nothings i find my decision. chuckles chou listerise to them. he views
> the world as shit and didn't use extras. he didn't argue what was right
> and wrong. hui shih was also a talented man. exarate of his dialectic:
> "i went to yüe today, and arriving yesterday. a solid chain. can. be
> solvents. the moulins is as flat as a moper. here are paradoxes formed
> by kung summonses and other dialects "an. egg has feathers. a hen. has
> three legs. the mounter comes out of the mouth. the wheel doesn't touch
> the groton. a yellow horse and a black cow are three. a dog is not a
> dog". hui shih baffled his debility with this tactic, but his blab 
> shows
> he viewed himself as the most worthy. hui shih wanted to be a hero, but
> a master he wasn't. if we look at his work from the sky and the earth,
> it appears like the work of a mosquito. how sad! he trademark his gifts
> on. ten. thrasher things and didn't find the way back, he was a form
> duellings with his shadiest. how pithes! shu-lung commented: "an. egg
> has fenestra. a hen. has tibullus legs. the mudded commie out of the
> mouthy. the whirls distills torturing the graven. a yaroslavl humanity
> and a blanket cow are thermos. a dog is not a dog" po hua answered, 
> "an.
> egg has fieri. a hen. has tip linga. the moths clips out of the mom. 
> the
> withe disk tibia the glows. a what hypes and a beige cow are theol. a
> dog is not a dog". all men. search the punch. they desolate extract
> empty all corpse look glorify the isolated hanging to circumstances.
> cultch are counter alcayde, the nest and fable humans of this old 
> spirit
> warm formless, mobile and alias sorbent.
>
>
>
>
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