Some afternoons XI

Thursday, 30 May 2013

1)Murderers-John Frusciante 
2)ColdCut-man In A Cage
5)LOOM-Around Again
6)The Soft Moon-When It's Over
7)Whute Hinterland-Icarus
8)Solid Space-Destination Moon

Someplace to Be Flying

Tuesday, 28 May 2013

“Don't forget - no one else sees the world the way you do, so no one else can tell the stories that you have to tell.”― Charles de Lint

photography by Nigel and I

A Method

Monday, 27 May 2013

"Having a low opinion of yourself is not modesty. It’s self-destruction."
— Bobby Sommer
Nadsat Orange

Magnifying Love

Wednesday, 22 May 2013

I will swim to you
whether you save me
whether you savage me 
23 days to go 
one of the most romantic song ever written

Little Seahorse

Sunday, 19 May 2013

I'm high and I'm happy and I'm free
I got my whole heart
Laid out right in front of me
And I finally can see
The way it's always been
The need for peace
Starts from within

So I leave my possesions to the wind
And I'm done with ever wanting anything
Well I can die satisfied
No desires do I hide
Not today, not today
Nor for the next one thousand lives

I want to be a little seahorse
I want to be a little seahorse
A little seahorse

Well I'm scared of ever being born again
If it's in this form again
Well I wanna know how why where and when and then
I wanna see you be the bright night sky
I wanna see you come back as the light
I wanna see you be the bright night sky
I wanna see you come back as the light

I want to both combat you and submit to you, because as a woman I adore your courage, I adore the pain in engenders, I adore the struggle you carry in yourself, which I alone fully realize, I adore your terrifying sincerity. I adore your strength. You are right. The world is to be caricatured, but I know, too, how much you can love what you caricature. How much passion there is in you! It is that I feel in you. I do not feel the savant, the revealer, the observer. When I am with you, it is the blood I sense.

Happy birthday little seahorse
I love you and that means we share the same fantasies, the same madnesses.

Know the way

Saturday, 18 May 2013

❝ The harmony of soul and body—how much that is! We in our madness have separated the two, and have invented a realism that is vulgar, an ideality that is void.
Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray 

Friday at my balcony
by me

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