as Baudrillard might have said.
oh. Now I am here,
and the birdsong is real.
travelling a long road home.
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5 comments:
I've been wondering where you were fifi.... hope you've had some fun :)
Ah see what the book learnin' place does? Makes fish use big words.
Welcome home. Sorry to have missed you but so fab to TALK to you! (I didn't realise you have an English accent!)
Great to 'see' you again!
Welcome home, Fifi my dear! Glad that you are back.
ha ha ha, suse, I dont have an english accent, I am just very pretentious!!!
:-)
I think the world has long left Baudrillard behind, but in this context of immersing oneself in an image just prioir to experiencing the real thing, well, I couldn't help myself. Its the biggest word I know besides my own surname....
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