23 November 2008
11 November 2008
. my silent lucidity .
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I found a book on how to be invisible
Take a pinch of keyhole
And fold yourself up
You cut along a dotted line
You think inside out
And you're invisible
Eye of Braille
Hem of anorak
Stem of wallflower
Hair of doormat
I found a book on how to be invisible
On the edge of the labyrinth
Under a veil you must never lift
Pages that you must never turn
In the labyrinth
You stand in front of a million doors
And each one holds a million more
Corridors that lead to the world
Of the invisible
Corridors that twist and turn
Corridors that blister and burn
Eye of Braille
Hem of anorak
Stem of wallflower
Hair of doormat
Is that the wind from the desert song?
Is that the autumn leaf falling?
Or is that you walking home?
Is that the wind from the desert song?
Is that the autumn leaf falling?
Or is that you walking home?
Is that a storm in the swimming pool?
You take a pinch of keyhole
And fold yourself up
You cut along a dotted line
You think inside out
You jump 'round three times
You jump into the mirror
And you're invisible
Kate Bush
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B O H R E N
&
D E R
C L U B
O F
G O R E
. welten .
D o l o r e s
2 0 0 8
10 November 2008
. shine ! .
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film
NIKON F65
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Now there's a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
You were caught on the cross fire of childhood and stardom,
Blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway laughter, come on you stranger,
You legend, you martyr, and shine!
You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Treatened by shadows at night, and exposed in the light.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome with random precision,
Rode on the steel breeze.
Come on you raver, you seer of visions, come on you painter,
You piper, you prisoner, and shine!
Nobody knows where you are, how near or how far.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Pile on many more layers and i'll be joining you there.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
And we'll bask in the shadow of yesterday's triumph,
And sail on the steel breeze.
Come on you boy child, you winner and loser,
Come on you miner for truth and delusion, and shine!
Pink Floyd
Shine on you crazy diamond
Shine on you crazy diamond.
You were caught on the cross fire of childhood and stardom,
Blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway laughter, come on you stranger,
You legend, you martyr, and shine!
You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Treatened by shadows at night, and exposed in the light.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome with random precision,
Rode on the steel breeze.
Come on you raver, you seer of visions, come on you painter,
You piper, you prisoner, and shine!
Nobody knows where you are, how near or how far.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Pile on many more layers and i'll be joining you there.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
And we'll bask in the shadow of yesterday's triumph,
And sail on the steel breeze.
Come on you boy child, you winner and loser,
Come on you miner for truth and delusion, and shine!
Pink Floyd
Shine on you crazy diamond
05 November 2008
. Ţara piticilor câteodată cuminţi .
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. există un singur Pitic de Inimă .
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S U N O)))
. Why Dost Thou Hide Thyself In Clouds ? .
Dømkirke
2 0 0 8
. Ritmul din paşi .
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În sufletu-mi fericirea picură auzul
din ploaia cu izvor de glas
pe mâna-mi stângă felinar de inel
mi-am cuibărit privirea
între degete împreunate sunt fir de iarbă
pentru a exista ploaie
iar liber plimbându-mă prin gânduri
ascult vorbirea fără sunet
în liman apusul auriu dă sensul
rostuit de albină şi floare
se aud paşi în cuvinte
rostind secundele
te preţuiesc
clipă
sens
inel
un suflet pereche
cadenţat spre înserare.
Ritmul din pasi
Vali Nitu
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. T A I N T .
Amaranthine
. The Ruin Of Nova Roma .
2 0 0 5
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