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C'�tait le Pays des Morts.

La t�l�vision des abeilles me montrait cet endroit, o� les �mes de radium des esprits vivants se divisaient en d'innombrables morceaux, formant de superbes motifs qui �taient leurs nouveaux corps, et, en m�me temps, un langage.

	The squiggles have doubled. Squiggle or gribouillage , they are part of an automatic �criture that is also the corps of autonomous words flying out there. It certainly has been thought before that thoughts are autonomous and reproduce, have their own point of view separate from ours, and indeed that they evolve, creating esp�ces in isolation, so that in the end you have the swallows singing the wrong songs in all the different valleys.

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The squiggles have doubled. Squiggle or scribble, they are part of an automatic writing that is also the body of autonomous words flying out there. It certainly has been thought before that thoughts are autonomous and reproduce, have their own point of view separate from ours, and indeed that they evolve, creating species in isolation, so that in the end you have the swallows singing the wrong songs in all the different valleys.