mantra

Out of damp and gloomy days, out of solitude, out of loveless words directed at us, conclusions grow up in us like fungus: one morning they are there, we know not how, and they gaze upon us, morose and gray. Woe to the thinker who is not the gardener but only the soil of the plants that grow in him.

- friedrich nietzsche

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i'm searching for a french movie about that little boy who found an apple and after 
he took a bite, it turns out the apple came from a distant land through a magic 
portal, and out of nowhere a cat with three legs, transport him to a twisted magical 
land where fairies are replaced by imps, and he is forced to leave that wretched place within six hours, or he will be consumed whole. he, of course failed and his limb is torn and finally dies an excruciating death.

that movie had never been made of course and i made the story up because i am dying to see a movie with such plot, i do hope some french script writer or movie producer decides to write a plot of the movie that is strikingly similar to it. also, if any foreign film of the same nature is present, do inform me. how do you inform me since there is no comment function or e-mail address given? jesus christ, inform me telepathically, dammit! this is 2006 (nearing 2007), who the hell uses e-mail anymore. it's all psychic networking now.

i am in a sadistic mood. i should buy basketful of muffins and hurl it at random senior citizens. this is evil. pure evil.

posted by frau frump.

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