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07/07/10
London

2. you said it's me...
But I think, that you...
And you’re gonna leave.
And on the other hand
I will have only a void
And it looks like that:
or even worse:
(In case you didn’t
get the idea

3. Uwaga, uwaga
Attention, attention
I am calling for the love of Life!
Today I love the smile of my neighbour,
I love to breath,
I love my own pulsating veins,
I love my brother and I love my sister,
the grass and the sky,
I love to smell,
and the earth under my feet I love too,
I even love the pain.
Attention, attention!
Please repeat as follows:
Ah, ah, ah feeling delight
not like that but with some passion!
gupki

5. Yes, its time
to break with those habits
hardly, hardly was...
I've washed down today
with those eyes on the forehead
with those,
its really hard to cope with
I'm describing a soothing circle
The question is:
Is it better to hide it or leave it on the surface?
Find me once again
a bra cad bra - a black cloak!
Today I'm making an exception.

6. Remember this date.
Now, that date I'm typing with my paint brush
tu du du du tu du ....
the code unknown
Today the background is the subject,
Today the subject is the background.
The cat is sleeping,
I'm not
The cat is awake,
I'm not.

7. Hello, hello!!
I am calling
I am jelly
I'm laced up
They are sending me down,
down
The blue tunes
I am
without power
now
I'm calming down.

8. like an elephant I'm calm now.
there is something behind my shoulders,
I'm lulling myself...
The Imagination is hugging me from behind,
and from the background they are going on:
tu ti ru tam
pouse
tu ti ru tam
pouse

9. P W
. . . .. . . . .
.. .
a potem . .
..... . . . . . .
huj mnie
prawie strzelił

10. I'm walking through ...
My mind is like sponge full of red wine, don't wanna
take any more.
I sucked too much.
I don't want anything good, I don't want anything bad.
I'm walking again...
I don't wanna talk, I don't wanna stay quiet.
What is it like?
Squeeze me gentle.
I don't wanna be too dry.
Am I too full or am I too empty?
Put a needle in my body and check my reaction.
Do I move?
Interview me
ask me questions on humanity.
Make a statement of me.
I believe that you could put it all on one page.

11. Imagine that the word is like a sponge.
You’re squeezing it and it makes no sound.
Try to say something
using only a sponge or maybe two of them.
What would you say?
There are two kinds of words.
Dry ones and wet ones.
Take a dry sponge and say something in dry ones.
Take the wet one and say something in wet ones.
Make a conversation between both of them.
I’m recording,
I’m receiving...

13. Today, today I went by train...
The train, the train gave me a whistling song for the
whole day...
The song, the song that long was going on, like a
tunnel has been long
Whistling, whistling, whistling brake
Whistling, whistling, whistling brake
Oh my train! Please take me to that place!
Oh my train! Please take me to that place...
That day, that day I walked along that way.
I stick to it, I jelled on the Street.
They came to me to make my dreams awake.
Arabian sounds with fish bones.
They're coming, they're coming straight to my ear,
through my whole body, from leg to leg.
That smell is coming to me as well.
to give me a thrill.
lully lully lay
beata
lully lully lay

14. The salad
Like a multi layered salad - I'm laying down on the grass
with my body's pink to it.
I'm filtering through the grass. I'm giving my pink liquids
out.
The grass is oozing juice, so I'm getting green roots.
I'm filtering one hand through the layers of grass, I'm
dipping my hand to the wrist in the
warm something, and then a white, refreshing cream with
pieces of chocolate, the layer of
something unknown, and on the end a bit of chocolate, just
on the ends of my fingers.
From above to the top of me - ah - sunshine!
This salad - Ladies and Gentlemen has got a taste of life.
Yes!
Ladies and Gentlemen!
This is a taste of life!
Draw your own salad:

15. I’ve got warm sweet crumpets all over my body
And I feel like warm half sweet omelette
I'm trembling in apprehension,
That they will fall away from me – those
crumpets.
Exactly like Michael Jackson’s nose
As such I have to confess, that I always had this
suspicion, that this will happen...
...that finally his nose will fall off his face
Michael Jackson's
face

16. jak wyglada cieply placek z samego siebie?
Otóż tak
jeden placek
zbiór
placków
Tak, tak, tak...
Mam placki ! Oh Yeah!
I feel a power !

17. Reasons without reasons
Thinking less muttering, mumbling
When you desire to talk –
keep quite
pissed off
not enjoyable, not pleasing
not staying
If it would be said,
would it make a difference?
dick only one knows (?)

18. Are you longing?
for what?
what for?
Who?
A k....
ha!

19. It’s getting crowed
It’s not going well
It’s hopeless
But you think otherwise
today for “a”
tomorrow for “b”
and for “L” like L . . . .
so when k....?
ha!

21. Radośnie śpiewajmy!
aj łona daj
ajjajajajaj
a łona daj
ajajajajaj
I wszyscy razem !!!
Ewribadi !!!
Refren już wszyscy znamy !!!
hej!
aj łona daj
ajajajajaj
aj łona daj
ajajajajaj
i aj...

22. Podłoga
A na niej ja,
ja na niej.
Ona rysuje moje kształty,
Sylwetkę, talię, biodra,
piersi, sękate sutki.
I kiedy ona mnie tak rysuje,
to staję się drewniana.
I teraz:
Leżę, Leżę . . .
Uwaliłam się jak zwierzę...
Pływam po podłodze,
podłoga pływa podemną.
Dwa i półcentymetra to wynosi nad...
pa ra raa ra, ra ra ra ...

23. The Floor
and on the Floor me,
Its drawing my bosoms.
I'm laying down on it,
and once again
its drawing my shapes,
a figure, a waist, my pelvis,
my breast and knotty nipples.
And when its drawing me like that,
I'm becoming wooden.
And right now:
I'm laying, I'm laying...
I'm boozed like an animal...
I'm swimming on the Floor,
The Floor is swimming just two and a half centimetre
under me,
as much it is under...

25. Probably
07.02
In the tube it’s hard to write.
And I wanted to write something, but it’s shaking.
For most of our lives we sleep.
King’s Cross Saint Pancreas - I’m passing. I’m also
passing people sitting next to me and the whole
environment. I’m passing it all insensitively and indifferently.
Ah, if somebody would put a serum into my blood...
New blood, new stimuli, new life.
Green Park change
I’m going further. It’s buzzing! (?)
Few people. Nothing special.
They are sitting, reading, maybe they’ve got a hangover?
In an expectation for the sun.
Yes.
Southwark station - arrived