dimanche, avril 18, 2004
Like enchanted mist the panorama rises, through the mist, above the mist. The Neanderthal's lionised half-brother clasps his brow knowing that behind his primate's forehead swims the soft cerebral matter, evolution's auto-pilot, the protein festival's airbag between mind and matter.
Maya - Jostein Gaarder
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Like enchanted mist the panorama rises, through the mist, above the mist. The Neanderthal's lionised half-brother clasps his brow knowing that behind his primate's forehead swims the soft cerebral matter, evolution's auto-pilot, the protein festival's airbag between mind and matter.
Maya - Jostein Gaarder
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