Strange Attractors

Once, I met an odd but really nice guy in Copenhagen,
I was in a bar, talking to a friend, then he came, asking if we dare that he takes place...
I was listening to my friend story, I said directly yes.
He kept staring at me.

Let me introduce you Steeve, english fellow, coming from L.A. working for a museum, and totally crazy.

We spent the whole night from a bar to another bar...
And then, we get on the same waves length, cuz listening to his stories, some words came to my mind, and I said : "Beautiful Losers".

He looked at me, wondering if it was really what he heard.
He didn't ask anything, we were there, everything was suddenly completly clear.
My friend asked many times what these words means,
we managed to answer something bout a poem, a guy, a feeling.

Today, waking up, I figured out two things :
- Beautiful Losers,
- I wish I were a seahorse...


" So you're the kind of vegetarian
that only eats roses -
is that what you mean
with your beautiful losers ".


"A person who eats meat
wants to get his teeth into something
A person who does not eat meat
wants to get his teeth into something else
If these thoughts interest you for even a moment
you are lost"