Everyone here loves take planchette, but I could take and leave her. tree.
I like the zip in the corner there. Recalls Andre Breton saying how when he saw curtains appearing in people's paintings that he knew something was afoot. Maybe Zips are the new curtains. That would make a lot of sense.
Go up to London, to London, that great City, write, write, write. And behold I writ, and lo a hand was sent to me, and a roll of book was therein, which this fleshly hand would have put wings to, before the time. Whereupon it was snatcht out of my hand, & the Roll thrust into my mouth, and I eat it up, and filled my bowels with it, where it was as bitter as worm-wood; and it lay broiling, and burning in my stomack, till I brought it forth in this forme.
And now I send it flying to thee, with my heart, And all.
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Everyone here loves take planchette, but I could take and leave her. tree.
I like the zip in the corner there. Recalls Andre Breton saying how when he saw curtains appearing in people's paintings that he knew something was afoot. Maybe Zips are the new curtains. That would make a lot of sense.
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