Pry-pry

"Pry-pryyy" said the little crow sitting on my shoulder.

October 21st.

I wasn't supposed to be here today.
I was supposed to be on a bird up highhighhigh, towards bare feet and sweat down my back.
I was even supposed to make love a little later on.

Instead I have my crayons, and have to draw it all instead.
A bit hard, when all I have is one.. Black. Pen.

And deep purple nailpolish.

Soon, I hope.

I wonder when the day comes, when I dare to stand barefoot.

Blopp

I'm choking. And nothing comes out. Too much to hold inside. Nggfh..
How to release. How to ease.

Hard. It's hard. So hard. Too hard. Hard.

Weeeepush

'I remember a brilliant game we'd play in the evening when the lights were dimmed. Dad would take a big canister of liquid nitrogen and sloosh it down the linoleum corridor. Me and my big brother would sit huddled together on the canister trolley, dad would say "don't touch! Your fingers'll fall off!" and he'd give us a wee push and we'd sail through low level clouds, watching hundreds of little bubbles bounce off each other.'




Blissful KT Tunstall childhood memories.......
(Courtesy of kttunstall.com)

...honey and milk

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-----------------------------your warm whispers

------------out of the dark they carry my heart

-----------------------------your warm whispers

------------into the dawn they carry me through

------------and I'm weeping warm honey and milk

---that you stay surrounding me, surrounding me

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[By: Missy Higgins]

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Passion | Branches

The silhouette of branches on a dramatic sky never goes out of fashion.
And neither will it ever leave my heart.

My beloved cali~swallow watching over my jewlies..

Zippit

Don't forget, that my "blog" wasn't even ever meant for you.

fly:fly

I'm
just
about
to
fly.

Not
away.

Not
forever,
but
a
forever-for-now.

Not
running
away
this
time,
but
perhaps
a
little?

If
I
have
an
aim
this
time,
I
don't
"run away"
then?

Do
I?



At
least
I
have
love
in
me.
Loveformemyselfthistime.

arrow.love.

The most beautiful shaped arrow. On the most beautiful dust-tainted surface.
The most beutiful strict decisive symbol on the most chaotic and random background.
How can one not love this.















[And it's got the most delightful taste of forks...!]

Ricketyracketyrocks

And all of the
rick rack rocks
stumbled out of the
rick rack rock
bag.

My love|passion for cranes vol.1

Down at the pier in Trondheim. This magnificent view to one of my lovers, sparkling trusses..
Best enjoyed over a meal of sushi on the dock..

Grains

"We take
a handful of sand
from the endless
landscape of awareness around us
and call that handful of
sand
the world."



[:Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance - By Robert M. Pirgis]

A Flock of Seagulls

How starstruck I got - as I discovered A flock of Seagulls, just hidin' in a backyard! All these years..

The only thing more important than love || Though in so many ways just a myth...

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On the first day they giggled.
On the second day they held, hands.
On the third day they had sun showers.
On the fourth day they made it clear.
On the fifth day they giggled, held hands, and balanced curbs in sun showers.
On the sixth day they kissed.
On the seventh day they blushed again.
On the eighth day they loved.

The Cow Awards

Trapeze

(...)
Some people don't care if they live or they die
Some people want to know what it feels like to fly
Gather their courage and they give it a try

Some guy broke her heart and how her heart it did ache
So she went to the tent of the lady of the snakes
Who gave her a potion and she drank it in
After that her heart never ached again
After that her heart never ached again

Some poeple don't care if they live or they die
Some people want to know what it feels like to fly
Gather their courage and they give it a try
Fall under the wheels of a time goin' by
(...)




[By: Patty Griffin]

Coming up

Horizontal action in the grass. Sun. Coldplay and Devendra Banhart on the ear.

The other 8. Joy in hearts.

Storås festival of madness. Circus. Beer. Mud. Music. Love.

Feet dipping in rivers.

Sushi.

French movies. Aaaah Garrel..

Gypsyindianklubb.

Haircuts.

Love. And then some more. 8.

Legs crossing. And not. 3456789

Sherbet.

Introducing Kit

Okay - let's try this shiz.

This is letting my inner She out. Kit.
Fierce, creative, unafraid, strong, humble only when needed - and not to mention: simply cool.


Kit: the scene is yours.


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