25 Şubat 2010, Perşembe
saat: 07:24
That’s the way to postpone:
New York Times claims a touch says it all – from love to hatred, from adoration to disgust. Of course, research to be tested through randomized trials, the article adds. Pathetic that is, I have zero belief in experimental data. Sometimes a touch is just a touch – no admitting that it might be just more than that.
In this narcissistic society of ours, living the life of a butterfly, flying up the moment you land, is the most pragmatic way to survive. Not the most meaningful, but the quietest, saving the little grace you have left. If you accidentally managed to create a huge scar on your hand for no good reason, “privatization of the human existance”, going back to your safe cacoon, is the way to go.
No turning back from there unless the other player is passionate enough to see your game. You are not swimming in the Mediterranean any longer.
Now play it light,
kiss hello..
kiss farewell..
