i flew to Paris to meet Beth and read some of my words at Culture Rapide. Beth had been travelling for 3 weeks already by this point. we had a flat up on the top floor or an old joint in the 1st arrondisement.
we tripped out allover the city, from belleville to bastille (where we hooked up with Bimbo Tower and discovered the awesome FAREWELL POETRY); from montmartre to the sorbonne, like all city lovers.
i love Paris.
we tripped out allover the city, from belleville to bastille (where we hooked up with Bimbo Tower and discovered the awesome FAREWELL POETRY); from montmartre to the sorbonne, like all city lovers.
i love Paris.
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we booked south to Rennes le Chateau, the little tiny mountaintop village of mysteries in the Languedoc, and checked out the sacred geography and the holy mountain of Bugarach as well as the history of the Cathars and the fucking papist crusaders who killed them off & gouged out their eyes & burned them alive. but obviously, though in secret, that gnostic religion still survives to this day, and from the tops of magically arranged mountains its still a holy place....
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Collioure is a pretty little port town on the Mediterranean, where the pyrennees tumble into the sea, just above the border with Spain; where fauvism was invented, because of the fantastic light, colors and wind....
******we snuck into spain. and the locals said 'catalunya is not spain!'
but one thing was certain: Barcelona rules. i could live out the rest of my life living between Paris and Barcelona and the geography in between. and making wads of cash....
but one thing was certain: Barcelona rules. i could live out the rest of my life living between Paris and Barcelona and the geography in between. and making wads of cash....
we were so sad to leave.............
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nice photos.
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