Sunday, June 12, 2016
...never...
This little place of clownery will NEVER EVER shut down.
Because ALWAYS there´ll be clownery.
To make us live.
Sunday, April 29, 2012
...clown...
Oh, this blog isn´t dead.
It could be filled with new life soon.
I´m about to continue the legacy of a friend, she´s acted as a clown and is now moving places.
I´d love to stand in her place, literally.
She´s been standing on the stone railing in Meloneras, over some 8 years. I think she´s been there every night.
Sunday, March 05, 2006
I can be whimsical!
Being whimsical is my way to keep up with stupidity, stubborness, weird actions of the human race.
Otherwise there might be a chance of my becoming unsane, there would be no compensation for the weirdness in our lives. Life in itself isn't weird, but a lot of brains are wired in a way that is just ridiculous. But my main concern arises from the leverage with which such brains can gain control over life-threatening devices and actions.
So it's good to be ready for some clownery, comedy, role-playing, with some bitter taste in the background. At least that's what makes up a clown anyway, right? His face is laughing, his heart is crying.
Otherwise there might be a chance of my becoming unsane, there would be no compensation for the weirdness in our lives. Life in itself isn't weird, but a lot of brains are wired in a way that is just ridiculous. But my main concern arises from the leverage with which such brains can gain control over life-threatening devices and actions.
So it's good to be ready for some clownery, comedy, role-playing, with some bitter taste in the background. At least that's what makes up a clown anyway, right? His face is laughing, his heart is crying.
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