[I originally posted this on Ironic Cinema on 30 July 04. I stumbled upon it this morning and it seemed fitting to repost here.]
Dear Group
This spirited vision has provided poetic musings with a point of finery. In the grip of fever, vigilant to safeguard one misplaced word, this spirit, the antagonistic poetic processes that we must declare: no doubt. Rather, a degree of subtlety and keep to our higher nomad. Let's check the vicissitudes of space. Let our glue be the poetic of space and prudence and care and the free.
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