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"The Assembly of First Nations has designed (sic) Thursday, May 29 as the Aboriginal National Day of Action to raise public awareness and support for First Nations issues. Information received thus far from intelligence agencies indicates that NDA activities are expected to be peaceful?" (Gov't of Canada to all staff/29.05.2008)
«Je cherche mes mots
Au bord de l'abîme
Je me vide de tout
Je m'accroche à un clou
J'implore le destin
Belle langue sans fin
Sans pareille tu nous rends fou»
(Gilles Carle)
When she dances her heart out. Back to school aujourd'hui!
Or better than that: knots! 514m/sec me raconte-t-il!
Doesn't seem too sure but, yeah, a good friend!
Nue Pure Libre Amour Caresses Princesse Espoir Douceur Noblesse Parfum Sauvage MerTerrePierre Danse Chante Cri Belle Crie d'Amour Mon Amour Dji Mishtenattenan x
cachée derrière
un amour menteur
un amour trompeur
d'un pauvre mec quoi!
perdu, qui joue la victime,
parce qu'il croit que l'on croit ses mensonges
Vous fuyez quoi au juste, Miss Conduct?
?777 dans l'char?
Je vous l'dis, no life in that one. Saw it!!!
"Flowers are words that even a child can understand." (Quentin Crisp)
"Your conscience is a nuisance. A conscience is like a child. If you pet it and play with it and let it have everything that it wants, it becomes spoiled and intrudes on all your amusements and most of your griefs. Treat your conscience as you would anything else. When it is rebellious, spank it?be severe with it, argue with it, prevent it from coming to play with you at all hours, and you will secure a good conscience; that is to say, a properly trained one. A spoiled one simply destroys all the pleasure in life. I think I have reduced mine to order. At least, I haven't heard from it?" (Mark Twain)
"Walking isn't a lost art - one must, by some means, get to the garage." Evan Esar
"When all my exams are over
And the last schoolday is done,
I shall tear up my books and papers;
"Good-bye, my classmates, everyone!"
Back to my free country.
The dusty road will not seem long
Nor twilight lonely, nor forlorn,
The everlasting road
That leads me back where I was born,
Back to my free country.
And there beside the open door,
In a peaceful reserve, green and cool
Mother's waiting smile shall hear at last,
"Mother! I have come from school.
To you dearest mother, to you." "
(from My Heart is Glad: 1964, Lillian Paul)
Emma, moi, Bishk (la chienne «Bizoune»), Joseph dans les bras de ma maman, mon papa William et mon chien Wabinkiou.
I'm crying writing you this knowing you're not everlasting Mam'ma. I dread the day I dread the time when I dread the moment when you'll no longer be mak dji tsheten (mais tu sais) dishaneh (toujours) dje shatshidan (je t'aimerai) Mam'ma!
«Sa beauté est un don qui s'accomplit toujours. Cette beauté est un bienfait sans fin.»
(Pierre Vadeboncoeur, Le bonheur excessif)
«On a mis quelqu'un au monde
On devrait peut-être l'écouter?» Dany, chantant Fiori
Body heat emanating from deux gars chaleureux last weekend in a Toronto hotel, and the Canada Life building as seen fron room 745. Sorry, did not take photos aujourd'hui!
Said she: "I want a Dry Martini, shaken? violently."
An early morning walk in the park, to see what kind of fauna they have in this city.
Les Vice-Championnes nationales encouragent leurs «grandes soeurs»? elles apprendront quelques heures plus tard qu'elles ont presque eu les honneurs? Et le grand Félix qui a l'air presque intéressé!
"?They wear women's cloths but behave like both men and women. These Illinois have an unfortunate inclination towards Sodomy, just like other Savages living near the Mississippi river." Baron de Lahontan, quoted in The Geography of Perversion, Rudi C. Bleys