Another hour
Waiting is like a dog at the top floor gazing at the tree.
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Waiting is like an empty glass when you are dying with thirst.
See through reflection
Just a quick reminder that not all we see is actually what we think it is. Special bonus for me, as far as painful memories go.
London
Places are what we make of them. This place could be London, if I wanted. To me it looks like that. I remember I liked London in June. Faboulous weather, darling. Am me by myself and maybe for the first time in my life with myself. As opposed to against myself. Of course the reason for this picture is all together another. I wonder what is in his mind.
Blind moon
Now I am left wandering through my computers trying to find some suitable picture to illustrate my mood. No easy task. Since my state is hard to pin point, while the pictures are pretty much the same stuff I had yesterday. My mind is wandering, while my body is sucked dry of all its effort. It seems that no matter where I would head it will get me nowhere. And strangely I am totally OK with that. I don’t care I am virtually penniless. I am not hurt I have not finished all my work today. I couldn’t care less that I have been hearing the news for the forth time now. Time to reach for the remote? I have no idea. I have no picture. And also no remorse. I imagine I am dipped into a jelly and I observe the world from there in a kind of suspension state. By the way, do you think that impermeable could mean dense?
I am thinking of you
Loneliness is standing by yourself in the sun. Loneliness is standing out. Loneliness is sticking out. When you feel different it may look like you are lonely. But although we are by ourselves most of the times we are never never truly abandoned. A multitude of invisible connections will make us relate to the greener grass. I am not sure to what extent we need to be aware of that.
Iron Gates
With so much light you know you are wide awake.
This lamb I have received
if it takes control, of your body and soul
embrace it
if it makes you cry, or leaves you wondering why
don’t turn around, face it
if I promise you gold for the price of silver
if it’s chemical made by the people you hate
pinch your arm , see if you’re still alive…
In focus
We are framed from the very beginning.
Human hard disk
Yes, it is the same city!
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