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The Excerpt:
Dada Tale QCC Gallery / on the lawn, under the columns
Date: April 9, 2010 Time: 1:33 – 1:46 PM
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A Cloudy, Chilly Day
Today is cloudy and chilly, and the clouds are shining upon this Dada-Tale, of which you notice that the spelling is not that of a fish tail that doesn’t end the same way as a dog’s, or even a snake’s tail, of which it can all be said that they have only one tail and one end, whereas a sausage has always two ends, as we all know, because we are all so knowledgeable about endings, or at least pretend to be, even though the only thing we really know is always the beginning of life’s unpredictability that is so proverbial that it is not even funny, although being funny (in essence) is what’s being unpredictable, and always at the expense of someone we hope is not us, because if this is the case it becomes a serious matter of facts that are usually unknown to mankind from a scientific point of view, of which there are no known Harvard studies as of this date, even though there are so many clever brains up there, that they are getting stupid again, in an environment where everyone pretends to be a genius, even though they are mostly lacking that famous Dada-Gene that gets us to produce those famous Dada-Tales here under these fabulous Roman columns that actually come from the old Greeks, that come from the Egyptians, from the cavemen, and finally from the monkeys who have invented the monkey business in all its varied forms prevailing under this cloudy and chilly sky today, right after the Easter Bunny left something very special for me right here in that plant…
PS: Note:: Namely a nice bottle of champagne.
The Actual Tale:
