down_at_the_shore monadh i could walk for hours still feeling the warmth of your words echo through the cavern of years 020201 ... mon we are feeling our lives through the sand 020617 ... superleni the edge of the world, were civilisation meets nature in an abrupt i-stop-you-start immediacy. so people come to stand and stare and walk, suddenly in the other, eyes full of the blue and the white, ears filled with the roar, toes touched by the granules, nostrils flaring for the sea spray scent. and it tastes salty and clean, the water - and the air on your tongue. i don't think they know it. but that's why they love it. 060615 what's it to you? who go blather from