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----- Original Message -----
From: i-am karin <doleske@adss.on.ca>
To: <palais-tokyo@pleine-peau.com>
Sent: Wednesday, April 12, 2000 12:07 AM
Subject: action


>
> i was hijacked to this space & i will no longer be a part of this
oppression
> even in the name of peace.  i love you all and for you i will remain
silent
> from now on - i feel pity for those who need to work their control issues
in
> this way.  it was great using you all as a confessional because i realized
> what was important - freedom is important.  any mail coming from this
location
> goes into trash immediately.  i am no longer even tempted to have a look.
so
> fare well dear people and my humblest apologies for being used in this
> manner.  with love - karin
>
what a pitty!
we love you all, here
cum back, karin!

ok, let's tell a tale

' I was Hijacked to this space '
- ' I got a truck and saw you on the border '
' i will no longer be a part of this oppression '
- ' I saw your power Flowded Karma Is not Dead '
- ' kom in mi truck, babe, to see landscapes '

but, no, you just arrive, say a tiny cute 'hello' at the door,
but, no, you just arrive, say a tiny cute 'your space is full of dirt ' at
the door,
but, no, you just arrive, say a tiny cute 'change the way you look, brother'
at the door,
but, no, you just arrive, say a tiny cute 'I close my eyes and go back
seeding flowers on the tarmak' at the door,

' You are not pure enough for my values, i run out and be shamed! '

karin spreaded on the tarmak, and flowers grows from her blood.

I laugh, felt none gultyness, and pop your head under my tire. POP

A bubbleBath!

SKrew you, karin, teacher-given-lessons !
 and leave with the