CosmicJocker

Greet with joy!

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  DannyRoseG

  23 feb

  Thank you! I appreciate your DEamore 👍🏻

   

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  pauline

  25 apr 23

  I enjoy the musical, literary, and all other forms of narcissism that you embrace wholeheartedly.

   

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    CosmicJocker

    25 apr 23

    Not that I'm immune to vanity, but I also believe I am a "victim" of a misunderstanding: I write in my own way because I think it's, for me, the most effective way to share my interests.
    
    Is there a narcissistic part? Certainly, but anyone who takes the trouble to write a review (even if written in a "canonical" way) is not immune to it.
    
    That said, I thank you and return the greeting.
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  asterics

  21 apr 23

  I inaugurate the greetings with the new graphic design dedicating to it a poem by B. Cattafi:
  
  
  
  Like a stubborn nodule
  a tadpole struggling
  on the palm of the hand
  a dot that refuses
  to become albino
  mimetic in the white of the hand
  to dissolve into nothingness
  in a glass of water
  of wine.

   

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    CosmicJocker

    21 apr 23

    Honored by the greeting and also (even more so) intrigued by Bartolo..
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  Bubi

  25 dec 21

  Best wishes for the holidays 🍀🍀

   

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  JpLoyRow

  31 aug 21

  I un-love her, with Joycean joy.

   

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    CosmicJocker

    31 aug 21

    Love already reciprocated.. Welcome_
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  MrDaveBoy73

  14 feb 21

  Well, the cat just stuck to the Christmas tree... We love her. Goodbye.

   

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    CosmicJocker

    15 feb 21

    Fortunately, Dave...! I thank you and I realized that I already loved you...
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  ZiorPlus

  10 feb 21

  From intriguing love, then let her do it. -
  @[CosmicJocker]

   

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    CosmicJocker

    10 feb 21

    I certainly reciprocate...
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  Komancha

  2 feb 21

  Cosmic, I have nothing against the Lady; in fact, I’ve corrected my presentation.

   

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    CosmicJocker

    3 feb 21

    Go ahead... I was just joking...
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  Martello

  18 jan 21

  Orcoboia, I haven't done the auguries for your 2000 days! I'm taking care of it now.

   

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  Bubi

  31 dec 20

  A mixed state of anxiety, fear, and suffering consumed me and wouldn’t let me rest. My face was marked by harshness, and my gaze showed no expression; I revealed neither happiness nor despair. Nothing came out, everything was controlled. My eyes, my eyes, knew no tears; they had never been able to wet.
  
  The rain fell several times before darkness fell. It was a lullaby that marked the time and colored nature in an unreal way. Shadows and lights took turns, reflecting the colors of our sufferings and our joys. Lying on the sand, we were showered with an endless number of colored drops; those drops were our emotions. The wind painted them on us in a thousand shades of colors and tones. We were huddled closely together, and many feelings alternated: enthusiasm, boredom, euphoria, tenderness. The drizzle painted them on our skin with magical brushstrokes of red, lilac, green, blue. Isa looked like a surreal painting. The colored drops united on her face, forming a fanciful carnival mask. Try to imagine her smiling at me with her melancholic yellow eyes, her painted face and hair wet with the multicolored rain. It was the enchantment of the senses. She would never want to abandon that colorful disguise; instead, a few hours later, she washed away the colors and what they generated in her mind.
  
  Then it continues, but it’s too long. With this, I wish you a happy New Year...

   

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