The silhouette of branches on a dramatic sky never goes out of fashion.And neither will it ever leave my heart.
Don't forget, that my "blog" wasn't even ever meant for you.
I'mjustabouttofly.Notaway.Notforever,butaforever-for-now.Notrunningawaythistime,butperhapsalittle?IfIhaveanaimthistime,Idon't"run away"then?DoI?AtleastIhaveloveinme.Loveformemyselfthistime.
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...!]
And all of therick rack rocksstumbled out of therick rack rockbag.
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..
"We take a handful of sand from the endlesslandscape of awareness around us and call that handful ofsand the world."
[:Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance - By Robert M. Pirgis]
How starstruck I got - as I discovered A flock of Seagulls, just hidin' in a backyard! All these years..
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.
(...)Some people don't care if they live or they dieSome people want to know what it feels like to flyGather their courage and they give it a trySome guy broke her heart and how her heart it did acheSo she went to the tent of the lady of the snakesWho gave her a potion and she drank it inAfter that her heart never ached againAfter that her heart never ached againSome poeple don't care if they live or they dieSome people want to know what it feels like to flyGather their courage and they give it a tryFall under the wheels of a time goin' by(...)[By: Patty Griffin]
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.
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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