The Harvest of Occasional Insomnia
Art? I don't know.
Love? I think so.
Justice? No. But we will never stop.
Irony? Yes.
Lots of irony. And often the one thing that remains.
posted by Fouad at 9:31 PM
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When all is far, and all is empty, I set sail and dock on a familiar shore, somewhere in my imagination
11 Comments:
art: certainly
justice: no
irony: always, don't be bitter though
never bitter, but sometimes bittersweet.
I'm going to sleep...
a deaf killed by a train?
I'm definetly going to sleep...
tousbihon ala watan...
You want irony? You want justice? How about this?
http://www.annaharonline.com/htd/KADAR060330-2.HTM
I love how creative you are.
When I clicked on "art", I was very surprised... I grew up in Brooklyn, CT. It's a very small town with colonial homes and lots of trees.
Art: Yes, but with the scultor's skill, a waste of talent.
Love: Yes, but not for those they leave behind.
Justice: Not until all those who employ the children are in jail and none of the chocolate is for sale.
Irony: Yes.
hope you reap better thoughts next round...
my roommate asked me if i wanted to hear a funny story.. then told me about the deaf killed by a train!!
How could art and Britney Spears be related. I think that there is no justice if it is considered art!
I don't like the subtly political tie-in with Britney Spears. Of all people...
Thank you rouba. I hope so too ghassan. Well mirvat, the story is so absurd, I can see how it might make some people laugh. Samer and erzulie, I cannot but agree..
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