December 2009

Ridge medioceanica

happens, often, the plaster on the wall of appearance defaults on his blazing whiteness.
They call it failure.

And every time, but just enough to dust furniture and floors, the wall becomes almost transparent, and specific gravity and density 'volumetric laugh in the face to cold air blowing and puffing from the inside.

Then, blushing from within the walls of a burning iron stove, there is the problem. So
through the final point to limit another matter, there creeps into those cracks to form more roots. Why

'everything sooner or later collapse and landslide, to go and settle in again, to nourish and perpetuate that root.

And the difference between the collapse and failure is just there: the smiles of lime that you can lodge in cracks anemic.