Wednesday, September 23, 2015
woensdag 23 september 2015
woensdag 23 september 2015 Midnight - MUDD, THE FIRST.
You offer us only well-being. Food and drink and happiness mean nothing to us. We must be about our job. Suffering in torment and pain, laboring without end. Dying and crying and lamenting over our burdens. Attendants, aides or helpers - to serve. Every man serves a master. Something mechanical and natural.
Qui est le fou? Moi. Content. Je suis le fou.
Nu moet ik ophouden. Dáág, ik vind je zo fijn!
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