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dear l,


for months, problematic. thinking of my works. nothing inside. nothing to make. any works. in any forms. boredom, only boredom. but nothing. ideas, concepts...what i am used to tell students. nothing interests me. i start making. waiting. maybe. when boredom becomes drive. when dump becomes scenery. when laziness becomes energy.

thanks, always. you leave a blank. a white hole. i can sleep.

today, i am thinking. a "pepper machine". no aesthetic value. a black box with a hole. people can smell through the hole. sneeze. sneeze. sneeze...i expect. then, i know. i am really boring. if there is a machine of boredom. it makes pepper. pepper makes people sneezing.

i told you. just yesterday. i don't care under what style i am. what is suitable. there is always just a need. an urge. from myself. i have to do. nothing is suitable but everything can be suitable. i care more about what is impossible.

now i have to confess. it is all out of boredom.

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