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el pobre Mouse: August 2005
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A makeshift umbrella for the downpour of expectation. the eye the ear the imagination unhinged from the door. Writers i like, where i don't = me. Kooky. ancient come anew. Language of the mind transposed? If you pile up the consonancies, it grows dissonant - a dissonance born of excess - our sound - what we can hold - can send out - trailing blisses. Simply. moving into the unknown body. moving into the unknown mind. moving the known into the unknown. Knowing it. inviting. Kyle kaufman and sara m larsen.
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el pobre Mouse: October 2005
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A makeshift umbrella for the downpour of expectation. the eye the ear the imagination unhinged from the door. Writers i like, where i don't = me. Kooky. ancient come anew. Language of the mind transposed? If you pile up the consonancies, it grows dissonant - a dissonance born of excess - our sound - what we can hold - can send out - trailing blisses. Simply. moving into the unknown body. moving into the unknown mind. moving the known into the unknown. Knowing it. inviting. Kyle kaufman and sara m larsen.
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el pobre Mouse: November 2005
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A makeshift umbrella for the downpour of expectation. the eye the ear the imagination unhinged from the door. Writers i like, where i don't = me. Kooky. ancient come anew. Language of the mind transposed? If you pile up the consonancies, it grows dissonant - a dissonance born of excess - our sound - what we can hold - can send out - trailing blisses. Simply. moving into the unknown body. moving into the unknown mind. moving the known into the unknown. Knowing it. inviting. Kyle kaufman and sara m larsen.
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el pobre Mouse: December 2005
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A makeshift umbrella for the downpour of expectation. the eye the ear the imagination unhinged from the door. Writers i like, where i don't = me. Kooky. ancient come anew. Language of the mind transposed? If you pile up the consonancies, it grows dissonant - a dissonance born of excess - our sound - what we can hold - can send out - trailing blisses. Simply. moving into the unknown body. moving into the unknown mind. moving the known into the unknown. Knowing it. inviting. Kyle kaufman and sara m larsen.
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el pobre Mouse: March 2006
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A makeshift umbrella for the downpour of expectation. the eye the ear the imagination unhinged from the door. Writers i like, where i don't = me. Kooky. ancient come anew. Language of the mind transposed? If you pile up the consonancies, it grows dissonant - a dissonance born of excess - our sound - what we can hold - can send out - trailing blisses. Simply. moving into the unknown body. moving into the unknown mind. moving the known into the unknown. Knowing it. inviting. Kyle kaufman and sara m larsen.
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el pobre Mouse: EL POBRE NEWS
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A makeshift umbrella for the downpour of expectation. the eye the ear the imagination unhinged from the door. Writers i like, where i don't = me. Kooky. ancient come anew. Language of the mind transposed? If you pile up the consonancies, it grows dissonant - a dissonance born of excess - our sound - what we can hold - can send out - trailing blisses. Simply. moving into the unknown body. moving into the unknown mind. moving the known into the unknown. Knowing it. inviting. Kyle kaufman and sara m larsen.
elpobremouse.blogspot.com
el pobre Mouse: July 2005
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A makeshift umbrella for the downpour of expectation. the eye the ear the imagination unhinged from the door. Writers i like, where i don't = me. Kooky. ancient come anew. Language of the mind transposed? If you pile up the consonancies, it grows dissonant - a dissonance born of excess - our sound - what we can hold - can send out - trailing blisses. Simply. moving into the unknown body. moving into the unknown mind. moving the known into the unknown. Knowing it. inviting. Kyle kaufman and sara m larsen.
elpobremouse.blogspot.com
el pobre Mouse: January 2006
http://elpobremouse.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html
A makeshift umbrella for the downpour of expectation. the eye the ear the imagination unhinged from the door. Writers i like, where i don't = me. Kooky. ancient come anew. Language of the mind transposed? If you pile up the consonancies, it grows dissonant - a dissonance born of excess - our sound - what we can hold - can send out - trailing blisses. Simply. moving into the unknown body. moving into the unknown mind. moving the known into the unknown. Knowing it. inviting. Kyle kaufman and sara m larsen.