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Words, Sounds, Images and Videos By GIOVANNA OLMOS

October 10, 2014 at 3:06am
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Just took a shower with my MacBook and it felt so good. We both loved it.

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i fell in love with you
and now i eat you alone
finger me and we’ll both be happy
we are already swaying anyways
i was a bad intention first

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those slimy gooey things in Kombucha
like eating the white things that live at mouth of
my Vagina

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you made it on paper
oh holy god

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sc an

i will scan everything
i am scanning now
i scan quite often

you see me scan
now will you react?


i’m scanning

scan ning

yes, i scan
you thought i scanned
and i scan

August 24, 2014 at 2:33am
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looking for home. see it everywhere. and not.

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it was like i had waited my whole life for that moment that when it came i didn’t even notice it but felt it with my whole b and it would be another life time for me to understand what i felt. and what i am still feeling. it cut so close it was an eternal moment. and so it still is. i want you back because i want myself again. i want you back because you are already here. i want you here because you are still here. and i feel if i look past you again while you come around me, maybe i will remember something i have forgotten how to remember.

but you are not here, and one who feels is not enough. the other is not feeling it. maybe only feeling me feeling them, but that is nothing.
yet that unforgivable that forever offline breath
is my only oasis.
>(thank you)

August 19, 2014 at 9:14am
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Free the ghost by bursting the bubbles around it.

August 13, 2014 at 8:44pm
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Last night I dreamed that I was close to the shore of a beach. The waves came and left. Then the naked shore started separating from itself. It parted like the pages of a book. A shifting sand valley. The spine was moving. A a giant white serpent sand crab like creature surfaced. I felt heavy on the sand and could not switch and escape up the sand slope. Fixed, settled, the white creature swallowed me whole. Last thing I see is an open book, to the right of valley. The water sweeps through it and the book disappears, into the sand and air and water. The dream ends with the question: how much of a book is nature? and these words: the Spine of Time.

August 7, 2014 at 9:24pm
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Wanting Haunting

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this is awesome
thanks so much

July 23, 2014 at 10:44pm
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han: döende player

han: blöt upptagen ros

jag: här

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ett hopp

kropp jag har
som alla kan göra så jävla mycket med
som en ros som dansar bort
hon ville aldrig bli sedd

målar blott nagellack
vi ska ju ses!

alltid blå sjö
en öken
ett uttag

kom hem