Sophia Fabre 2002

from RIDDLEY WALKER

You know Riddley there's some thing in us it don’t have no name... its some kind of thing it aint us but yet its in us. Its lookin out thru our eye hoals...Its in us lorn and loan and shelterin how it can... Tremmering it is and feart. It puts us on like we put on our cloes. Some times we dont fit. Some times it cant fynd the arm hoals and it tears us a part....What ever it is we dont come naturel to it... It thinks us but it dont think LIKE us." Seams like I ben all ways thinking on that thing in us what thinks us but it dont think like us. Our woal life is a idear we dint think of nor we dont know what it is.Thats why I finely come to writng this all down. Thinking on what the idear of us myt be. Thinking on that thing whats in us lorn and oansome.

This was left in a crowded pub full of English language skiers in a ski resort on the franco-italian border on a yellow piece of A4 that I filched from work *s*

why did I choose that one? Because I think it's true.

why did I leave it in the crowded pub in the ski resort? Because it’s about the best place to get English-language people in these Latin countries where I live! And also because they do mean live music and pints of ale!

Thanks for making this community so woal and cum natural to us *g*

All bes

Sophia



Black Dog Rules OK *g*