Blank to the Guillotine!

Blank. Just blank. That’s what comes to my mind.
And I don’t know why – never did figure it out – I don’t like blank.

It refrains communication, it stops flow, it jams the door of interaction.
I guess that’s why I find it…unfriendly, uncomfortable, synonym of lost intimacy…
Because you learn communicating, you grow through expression; you live other lives through the stories of others.

So I hereby ban BLANK (and blanking) from this message.

As the celebration of the death of BLANK in the guillotine (its relationship with Marie-Antoinette has just been exposed), I’ll say whatever comes sprouting to my mind. It could actually be a good process of improvisation, freeing oneself from the dictating rules of reason – thing we all lack much these days.

Shit
A puzzle and a loose piece
Damien Rice’s “I remember”
Borges
Thirst
Blogging
Interaction
Self knowledge
exposure
Ridicule
Learning french
Experiments
Explosion
Theories
Campo de las Naciones

Simply.

This is my inspiration for the week.