Some things are everywhere.

Like atoms.

Like turtles.

Since evolution began the atom has been many things but in the beginning it was a turtle.

The turtle was the smallest particle of nature.

There were, at that time, no sub-turtallic particles.

The entire world was made of turtles.

Except they were very big.


I blame flowers

(flowers killed the dinosaurs).

I blame my mother.

I blame myself.

My brother Martin shows me a book by some gay-modern French philosopher which is part of his study (PhD in education). Needless to say, it is unreadable (except if you happen to be studying dumbness). I guess Martin will go on to teach other students this stuff. I hope so.

Myself, I decided to be a labourer at sixteen.

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