Monday, November 8, 2010

Back into this cold fridge, 0 degree celsius. My head is numb and I could not stretch out my wings. I was feeling warm once but am now frozen again. My death means nothing, but my life will.

Sunday, January 25, 2009

That's right! I need my fighting spirit back. Without it, I will fight no more, no fight, no life. Live for nothing, die for something.

Sunday, January 18, 2009

I can't breath right now. Not even a single breath. I guess everyone else was suffocated, deep down in this prison. It is all white. The eagle outside is intimidating. Us pigeon are always afraid of them. I must survive.
I want to fly away, away from this icy prison that bounds my wings. Have I not suffered enough yet? The cold stare of the beef and pork beside me, the frozen glare from the egg and vegetables. I want to go to somewhere warm, to feel accepted, To be free once more.

Thursday, October 11, 2007

Cold induces Flu, Bird Flu.

Monday, October 8, 2007

Another free day, free in the control of time, free in the use of time, but not of movement. Such kinetic motion, delicate, conserving.

Wednesday, September 26, 2007


Pigeons and doves constitute the family Columbidae within the order Columbiformes, which include some 300 species of near passerine birds. In general parlance the terms "dove" and "pigeon" are used somewhat interchangeably. In ornithological practice, there is a tendency for "dove" to be used for smaller species and "pigeon" for larger ones, but this is in no way consistently applied, and historically the common names for these birds involve a great deal of variation between the term "dove" and "pigeon." This family occurs worldwide, but the greatest variety is in the Indomalaya and Australasia ecozones. The young doves and pigeons are called "squabs."