BLOCKED FLÂNEUSE_001


Raining raining raining… Raining for ours, for days, for a month.

Lately the news are so unclear and uninspiring that it is better not to follow them at all. Though it is difficult everybody just criticizing again and making

FUN of the new government that was elected by the people.

As usual, as thousands years ago.

All that really block me,

bad weather,

bad politics,

humor about politics.

I have living-life block. Je suis une flâneuse.

A drifter.

Glamorous meaning of the past,

leisure , the idler, the urban explorer, the connoisseur of the street.

 free. I feel least free than ever. Chained by the thoughts

 feelings chain of an Austrian soldier chained to his cannon in the WWI.

deaf deaf lately, self-analyzing

 pain and sorrow.  society. Depressing? As hell!

 hell of loneliness and despair of facade-less burger-shops, museums,

access WiFi ,  warm , no need to communicate with anybody.

Faceless, tasteless, timeless spaces.

My tongue travels and tastes the word with a relish LO -NE – LI (front teeth) –

NE (upper gum) –

SS (loneliness hisses at me).

Welcome to my ΟΙΚΟΥΜΕΝΗ

TX CY

did I really wrote it?

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