[2006-11-14 04:12:42]
shall gather myself into my self again,
I shall take my scattered selves and make them one.
I shall fuse them into a polished crystal ball
Where I can see the moon and the flashing sun.
I Shall sit like a sibyl, hour after hour intent.
Watching the future come and the present go -
And the little shifting pictures of people rushing
In tiny self-importance to and fro.
- Sara Teasdale
[2006-09-19 14:20:21]
Remember remember the fifth of November
Gunpowder, treason and plot.
I see no reason why gunpowder, treason
Should ever be forgot..
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[2006-09-03 16:45:05]
"(...) I am not alone here,
The radio has musical arms,
around me,
the light pins me to the floor,
The floor vibrates with a faint,
heartbeat,
It is the pulse of the ground,
Earth, rich and dark,
smelling like a Spring morning,
It is the pulse of time,
An invisible river,
that I think,
I am drowning,
in. "
["The Weave" by Laura Gjovaag]
[2006-08-22 16:14:20]
when I was a child, I had a fever.....
my hands felt just like two ballons.....
now I got that feeling once again,
I can't explain, you would not understand,
this is not how I am.......
I am comfortably numb......
[2006-06-30 18:27:55]
Images of broken light which dance,
before me like a million eyes.
They call me on and on across the universe.
[the beatles]
[2006-06-28 00:41:43]
Little drops of rain whisper of the pain, tears of love lost in the days gone by.
[2006-06-21 06:02:20]
So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found? The same old fears.
Wish you were here.
[2006-06-05 15:39:01]
My lips are shaking my nails are bit off.
Been a month since I've heard myself talk.
All the advantage this life's got on me.
Picture a cup in the middle of the sea.
And I fight back in my mind. Never lets me be right.
I got memories. I got shit so much it don't show.
Oh, I walked the line when you held me in that night.
I walked the line when you held my hand that night.
[2006-04-08 19:18:53]
"Ach, dlugo jeszcze poleze w szklanej wodzie, w sieci wodorostow zanim po prostu uwierze, ze mnie nie kochano po prostu."
[2005-10-28 15:50:11]
Położę Ci swe serce na dłoni,
Głowę wesprę na Twym ramieniu.
Opowiem o śnie moim wielkim,
o moim sennym marzeniu.
O Bogu, który dał mi skrzydła
bym mogła być bliżej gwiazd,
O czarach, chochlikach i mgle,
która błądzi gdzieś w moim śnie.
O dniach pełnych bajkowego snu
co drży bojąc się ulecieć w dal
plecionych złotą niteczką lnu
co go mały skrzat tkał...
