Gruppof Inbox: Night visions by Alf
Mist
Bridge
Crane
Duck11 March 2007
where are you, dr.Urbano?
i did join the race. hunting for success. selling dreams was all i knew. for the rising stars and i did work hardmy important part.
all my feelings are with you. and i changed my life.
and i moved outside. where the water is clear and pure.
where the lands are wide. where the air is bright.
all my feelings are with you. and i walk up the hill.
and i can't stand still. 'till the day of our last rendez-vous.
and the leaves turn red. and i bow my head.
all my feelings are with you.
where i am? where you are?
where you are - deine lakaien
where i am? where you are?
where you are - deine lakaien
10 March 2007
solitude sometimes is...
solitude sometimes is the place that i would like to live. solitude sometimes is when nothing really seems to fit. if black were truly black not grey, it might provide some depth to pray. to black out all the worlds of men and demons too but not even then. solitude sometimes is life that no longer exists. solitude sometimes is when there's nothing left to give. solitude sometimes is drop your bombs on all i see. leave this world alone for me. the thing i need to hide behind it reigns. beneath my holy skies solitude sometimes is...
manic street preachers - solitude sometimes is
09 March 2007
Jacek Gąsiorowski: thin foggy line
Jacek's exhibition Cienka zamglona linia will start tomorrow with vernissage at Migawka Cafe in Warsaw, at 19.00h. It's worth to see those works IRL
08 March 2007
Gruppof Inbox: Sovande Sommaridyll by Benny
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No. 11Eng: (Sleeping Summer Beauty)
Benny Persson writes:
"This is a deserted summer house I found,
probably deserted since the seventies.
It is close to where I live in Blekinge,
and I had to capture it with my
Zeiss Ikon with a plasticlens from Holga."
Via the inbox dept. © Benny Persson
Lazy summer days
A gazeshoreline
waves crashing
sun in my eyes
blinded by the sundrenched sea
the beautiful art of doing nothing at all
07 March 2007
My summer plans...
© Kim Dauer ... to stroll along the water front and get stones between my toes ...
... to hopefully visit friends' summer places and have a good time ...
... to eat herring, to drink snaps and sing loudly and falsely ...
(... and be surprised by the sudden summer rain ...)
... to grill aubergines under a parasolle ...
.... with aromatic smells from the both the fire and the rain ...
... take take a midnight chilling bath ...(... maybe in the nude ...)
© Kim Dauer ... to go swiftly swiftly in my motor boat ...
(... and maybe take of the safety vest ...
... for a short while when nobody sees ...)
... that's my summer plans!
The summer night is like a perfection of thought.
Last night I dreamed I ate a ten-pound marshmallow, and when I woke up the pillow was gone.
peace & acorns
Soon enough we will have acorns again -- which little boys love to gather, and little dogs get stuck in their paws . . .
06 March 2007
Oh no, It's raining again...
Oh, it's raining again
Oh no, my love's at an end
Oh no, it's raining again
And you know it's hard to pretend
Oh no, it's raining again
Too bad I'm losing a friend
Oh no, it's raining again
Oh will my heart ever mend
You're old enough some people say
To read the signs and walk away
It's only time that heals the pain
And makes the sun come out again
Lyrics: Supertramp
05 March 2007
04 March 2007
a life reconstructed III
...and as a young wife economised by making her own clothes and
was careful about nutrition. there is no sign that there were ever
any children. the house soon will be torn down..../GC
THE END
03 March 2007
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