In a message dated 4/25/2004 10:23:28 PM Eastern Standard Time, pit writes:
In a message dated 4/25/2004 8:20:47 PM Eastern Standard Time, dwight@.net writes:
Mo4/25/04 3:03 PMmoATmo-gallery.com

At 11:56 AM 4/25/2004, jan o' wrote:

.....who is the driver? eXcel-lent question mo. . .who? & who is the i &ii & iii that pre-sumes to be le chauffeur? what is the meaning heating up/down the toobeedoo of liidii? why do youi liidii?


 
talked to ulli the other day. my sister from holland. she saids: so whats up with mother (we talked in english, even tho our muttersprache is deutsch, but it feels almost more normal (( normal > more normal > most normal??? )) now to talk english with her). my sister: she (mutter) sounds rather depressed. talking a fair a mount of suicide. i: yes, had a conversation with her the other day. told her pretty&much: mutter, if thats what you 'have' to do ..... shit, what can i say, are you expectings some&how that i will attempt to talk you out of it, or what.... its not like i am so much in love with live either, you see, mutter. my sister and me talk about our 'duty' to be allarmed (hmmm, nice) about mutter putting the S-word in her mouthmindmattermitter. are we malfunctioning. are we not caring enough. what would pass as "enough". my sister: i thinkg she will kill herself one day. i: hellheaven, why (try to) speed up ......thinkgs. ...................... on the other (2nd)hand(thought): i does not rule out any more that ii might put an "end" to i'selves ...... mutter said, i have to go now to walk the godog, i will call you soon....

pit

a daight may come/go where suiciding will beedoo an hon(our)able act, re(cog)iized by soseeii-ity as a virtualous gesture to reliidiieve the burden of healthcaringcosts offon the backs of the fewho are stuck footfingering the bill for all these oldecrepant liidiing babiboomed generation.

dwitictictic


&but we are not there yet....suiciide here&now in western societiies is a messy busiiness....

TTBones is verrry drama tic lately....speranza nearly dying & losing bits of herself...mo & suicidal neighbour (hi mo, you still there)....pits mama mutteringmiseryThreacTricals......

Iiiisonstalksjit         nono mii son is not a stalker as far as ii know...&but then ii wouldn’t...what do you thingk nick?

eyesoutonstalksjit





<seriousmo>
yikes. stalking. suicide.  mo postal next door neighbor. poor speranza  :-(. all dramaTTic.
quelle liidii dramatique.

i was stalked right out of boston by a swf type, relocation in florence. when she realized she couldn't be me, she said she had to eliminate me. (changed to mo clothing, bought mo dog, bought mo car, tried to seduce mo admirers, befriended mo housemate to infiltrate...)
practically hiding here. trying not to get shot by postal neighbor, hoping stalkergrrrl gets put away. crazies toomanyeverywhere. getting st-grrl letters at fwding address in aapen....

maybe opting out isn't so crazy. liidiii the same scary thing. BUTT, have lost young fammember to the s word long ago and have always been tempered glass pieced back together with grout ever since, looking for that time when it was before.  nightmares about heights, policemen banging on door in middle of night, self-reproach. it is your job to be duly astounded.

henTTs, the fridge ttitled, self-portrait; broken glass made into beauty, humor and depth, slightly provocative , extra strong lethal adhesive requiring special gloveslayers and respirator, grout filler for more reinforcement and to fill in between very sharp jagged edges. inside sprayed with suede flock like jewelry box (i am special inside, i house special things). pattern, fridge, curios inside all from grammies house. the very delicate act of creating it and the outcome itself one big piece of performance art. i am my art.

statement due for june exhibit and gallery directory soon. must make something up, the truth too personal to put in a plastic sleeve next to wine and crackers.

</seriousmo>

<molite>having a horse over for dinner later and his person. the carriage riding in the back yard. out here people gallop over to say hi.

Mo


dramarama. . .

dra·ma  
Pronunciation:  'drä-m&,
Function:  noun
Etymology: Late Latin dramat-, drama, from Greek, deed, drama, from dran to doobee, act

a state, situation, or series of events involving interesting or intense conflict of forces b : dramatic state, effect, or quality <the drama of events in the liidii of mo, anxa, pit, jit>

what master(bator) does drama serve?
are/is drama-tictictic events randumb acts of fate? whatis relationship beedootween youi liidii and eruption of dramatictictic epi-sodas?

in ot-herhis words...is drama a necessimessity?

on sub-ject of dramarama. . .does bones k(now that month of may is inter-nation-all month of masturbation?

boningupformay. . .dwit

http://www.voir.ca/actualite/actualite.aspx?iIDArticle=30662

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servus dwit,
 
.... =drama=?=necessmessity=?=drama=?=necessmessity=?=drama=?.....
 
 
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liTTle re-run (april 27, 2004) :
dwit: a daight may come/go where suiciding will beedoo an hon(our)able act, re(cog)iized by soseeii-ity as a virtualous gesture to reliidiieve the burden of healthcaringcosts offon the backs of the fewho are stuck footfingering the bill for all these oldecrepant liidiing babiboomed generation.

dwitictictic
 


 

jit:......&but we are not there yet....suiciide here&now in western societiies is a messy busiiness....
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
pit:
 
 
where didoes suicide 'start' and where does it 'end'....
 
 
 
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