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Saturday, 8 May 2010

how pathetic...homage to London. when leaving March 2008

London taught me how to be one and lonely person in the universe full of beings.
London taught me those beings are different.
London taught me those beings are similar.
Dressed me up to face myself.
I learned the eternity of pop.
I tasted decadence of freedom and purity of variability.
It taught me how tough and how gentle human beings are.
It showed me the vast space of human thinking and the landless area of moral.
Thrown into mindmap of curiosity, jetted from one's self.
The edges were shaped where they were vague and smoothed where they hurt.
It showed the misery and the beauty of human beings.
It showed the strength and the beauty of reshaping.
I fell in love with essence of woman, as pure as she can be.
I learned the marketing power of love.
I bought sweet self creation and I sold compromises.
London would call it pathetic.
London would exhibit it at ICA.
London would call it bullshit.
I found out no one makes it in London.
London makes it.

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