Saturday, February 20, 2010

Days gone by. February the 21st.



Day ten. 10th September 2008 (Remembered)

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I thought you might like to know!


"They have switched it on, 21.00hrs NZ time, but nothing will be collided today. Instead they will just start to accelerate and channel, focus and direct, calibrate and wait."


Today:


[You] and [I] finished the room, remapped -69202 and then we took a particle of dust, that [you] left behind and mixed it with ourselves.








"Not much happened today."


but then...


20th November 2009 [You] wrote.


The Large Hadron Collider, "is it working again?"


Tonight I suggest that [you] remember it, and dance. SHE wasn’t mine anymore... Don’t Kiss Him...don’t!...

If you do, i’ll just have to, have to, take you home again and that will be the end of it.

..................... Long-time-coming-moment, but hold back that tear for when it’s really needed, 5 years from here, for him and me.


So when you go out for the night, don’t go, don’t go, dressed as a horse, turn a blind eye. (Bennett’s not really going to take her home).



Remember ‘Ms Smythe’? She wriggled and wrythed and left you in the morning in a state of indeterminate unease, so much so, that when you met again you forgot to tell her to stay. “Don’t leave.” “Return!” slider “Collider.” collide her.

Narvik, ‘The seventh day evangelist’. Ha!


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