i was a French woman walking on the street
for my grandma today
she brought me some food she cooked
as she always do
but i had that dream of those two bunnies
a white and a black one
the black one died young
the white one became a man
disturbing for me
but i was always a generous one
even in my dream..
never care none of the bunnies..
i met that big man
i was on the bus
my i pod was reproducing the Tool band
i had only at that time just noticed his hand grabbing a column on the bus
i was studying it..
and it might have been an energy matter
he started a dialogue to me
for the love for the objects
i thought he meant my i pod
i didnt stuck there..
and then he started analyzing his thoughts..
i agreed in some of those..
but i had to catch the next stop..