morfeas9: I am coming.
maria t.: What the hell? What do you mean mate?
I said i’m coming back. I couldn’t bear the next affinity.
I mean chemical affinity. You know… formulae and equations and all that left-overs.
Equations? I hate maths… physics or whatever that is… did you see any dreams last night?
No, I just saw a film. Dark one. I am not talking about lecture notes. It’s attraction, species of the unsolvable.
Just stay alone then.
Just go open up a dictionary!
I hate you.
Nobody likes simple words put together, but what does a philosphical mountain exist for?
Never run at the rested mountain.
What happened to your naked hatred? Have I affected your particles?
My molecules belong to me.
I see that you have opened that dicitonary after all. Do you have your identity card with you?
It was stolen by that guy. Remember?
You gave it away. That’s just a membrane.
Oh i choose to hate you again. And stop it with that fucking dictionary of yours.
Is that pillow not comfortable for you?
You are just jealous. Well yeah, I do need my pillow. At least I admit it.
I am sorry but i want to reach point B with my head wrapped in olive branches.
Should we put a picture in?
I think the image is already there, he is laughing at us!
You never cared about that. What? Come on! Lets put something.
For some degrees of that angle I do not. But still I am only a statistical mistake. An ommission.
I don’t like the black on the wall.
Well, I do not like the wall itself.
Ok. So what now? Should we add a second wall to hide that one?
I am calling the company. I search for affinity.
I will search for a new color for that awful wall.
You are bound to fail but the process is an economic tangent. I leave to join them. I was back.
My soul is following that room. Did you see?
Do people still use that word? A poem for a dog.
Love. Does that bother you even more?
It does, but I choose not to label my jars.
Then stop wearing that t-shirt.
I think i will paint the wall white.