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Landscapes

from Misplaced by Seditius

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" ‘Europe’s finished. Now that they’ve signed their agreement, they’ll start fighting each other again, chasing a dream of barbarous supremacy. The world is ours.’

The boy refills the cup.

I draw a good mouthful of smoke from the mouthpiece of the narghile. My limbs relax and I sink into the cushion.

I smile. No plan can take everything into account. Other people will raise their heads, others will desert. Time will go on spreading victory and defeat among those who pursue the struggle.
I sip with satisfaction.

We deserve the warmth of baths.
May the days be aimless.
Do not advance the action according to a plan. "

Taken from Luther Blisset / Wu Ming's novel "Q".
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Q_(novel)

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Somehow, I've never loved to stand still. Somehow, I've always got out of the troubles I'm in. Well I just walk, walk, I keep on walking, straight and sincere. And I've felt something blowin' from Athens and southern towns. I felt unable to stop.
So bring it on, ain't no time to slow down. As no winter lasts forever, no spring skips its turn. You just have to leave your trace somewhere.
And after all, I just need to walk, to move the fuck on. I need unfamiliar landscapes, I'm sorry I can't hold fast , I'm sorry I can't hold fast. And through these cities that forget so fast I still haven't found a reason to pretend.
So bring it on, ain't no time to slow down. As no winter lasts forever, no spring skips its turn. You just have to leave your mark somewhere. Somehow.
Like that man on the ocean bound to kill a king, like the spanish summer of 1936, like those german peasants on the south western fields, all the storms we loved were restless breezes. So keepmoving, keep walking, keep pushing the whole thing on.
So bring it on, ain't no time to slow down. As no winter lasts forever, no spring skips its turn. You just have to leave your seed somewhere. Somehow.

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from Misplaced, released March 11, 2013

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