e-minor


the glints of hope – as small defense
the smiles I faked – the blood i shed
the words i have
the spells i know
were not enough to make you happy
to make you smile again
e-minor / diorama
The camera is an instrument that teaches people how to see without a camera / Dorothea Lange


the words i have
the spells i know
were not enough to make you happy
to make you smile again
e-minor / diorama
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

... 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 ...