i grab her hand.
Tell her to Follow.
We sky through bitter frost,
i turn around to see
her lovely smile.
Enter freezing room
With huge see through glass-
Moon shines onto white snow
makes it glitter, shine and Dance.
i turn around to see
her lovely smile.
Comfort zone is much closer
you thought i am cold
but i radiate the Heat.
No one is cold tonight..
mmm.. kIss her I feel I am In need,
to bad i already did it.
Music always made me feel creative,it inspires me to do stuff… write about things.
My ear drums vibrate gently from voices and sounds of human desperation hidden in cluster of emotional and physical performance.
My brain lights up, as my neurons send information to one another of peace and pain, happiness and sadness, i become aware of myself and everything that quietly breath behind my back.
White becomes grey, paper gets moist it rains tonight. My eyes are closed i don’t really see as clear, it was bad idea to write on my balcony in the first place. Sun peeks from behind the clouds, even rain drops slow down, appreciate the moment, catch last sunlight, make slow sweet love with your own life.
Only the tallest grass peeks out from flooded fields beneath my balcony, dark dangerous waters inhabit thous flooded fields. They seem dead until slow rain drop kisses the surface, sets all in motion. One wave becomes two, and two four as eventually everything is exploding. Dark waters move from slowest rain i ever seen, makes it forget let it guard down, and now everything what is above sees the bottom of thous damned flooded fields.
Burst of laughter leaves me startled, who can inhabit this secluded place. Dressed in dark, bear footed smiling brighter that my lover sun, dark haired and bright eyed on her back like water strider slowly moving on the surface of thous now loving clear waters.
If i could i would not stair, but i am to weak and she is just to beautiful, stepping from balcony was not so hard as i don’t really feel fear of heights. But water hurts me, makes me uncomfortable, makes my long for fire. Only natural to be dry and warm, and i am son of mars it is natural indeed.
“Please take my hand” i whisper gently, she smiles back with this expression on her face like she was just looking for an answer ” my hands are itchy from thous flooded fields” she understood while laughing from my blunt response. She grabs my hands…
I don’t really live in this world but we can all relive it over and over again while it is encrusted into memory of the web.
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Ships are not so boring when u think about it.
Don’t you hate it?
But really it sucks so much… after few more years i wont remember my childhood at all.
And it sucks even more when you learn about memory ink, and how it dries out with each use and memory just fades away; and memory valiantly has been striped away until just few bits and peaces are left to still warm your heart. There are moments in life of course, you will never forget.
One off my favorite thing in life, of course beside pissing off people is memory collection, no matter how well our brains developed over time i still trust our material world more, to pass on my memories for save keeping. Call thous items how you want but it seems that i will put my money on anchors, so sometimes when i am alone, feeling melancholic or just irritated by my dull surroundings, i fall to the bottom of my ocean. With out any hesitation after i feel my back has finally touched the surface, i let out my last renaming air- bubble away to the surface, and with hope and determination in my eyes i follow the light from above to spot any shadows from ships above. Afterwards, anchor must be found to get me into the ship,and… so i must release it from deadly grasp of darkened sand and sail away for a moment in time when i felt something – what i need at the moment, strong or afraid, happy or sad or just at peace.
Anchors for me are in many shapes and forms, words or images, smells or warmth of the sun…
and my world feels up and swells with time, so there and everywhere i can find ships just above my head ready to sail with my command.
Some songs can bring me to the edge, only because off the emotion value they have for me, from few songs i can feel heart squeezing as my soul swells and yells from pain. We humans just love our misery, i am no exaction, as i enjoy feeling that pain as it only tells me of that i am human and i feel.
After each party or gathering with my friends or people i just meat, i always bring back bottle of wine, well wine itself is nothing special but bottle… ou boy some of the best memories are attached to thing as simple as bottle, and it would wound my deeply to loses them all as now only thing i need, is just to take the wanted bottle into my hand close my eyes and sail… as images rush through my head… i just cant stop smiling and feeling some kinda sadness for thous moments are long times- past.
There are places in this world where by just one simple step i can unlock such riches….
There are smells in the world which immediately after being processed by my brains pope some kinda image into my head…
And of course people, and they are the best anchors. As now i am filed up and getting drunk on my memories, i wont drag it one any more as only i want to say one thing about people: They can bring happiness into your life; smile on your face, but they can hurt you as well, but the worst thing is that i feel sadness for time has past and it never stops, feeling lump down my throat i curse my gods for making me so melancholic, at times like this still i feel happy as my gift made me the way i am with all my humanity i praise the holly melody…
Love word and it will love me back, as there are not even close to enough money in this world to buy some of the moments i have now docked in my endless imagination.
Thank you for reading ;]
Inspiration: almost human way.
Some times you can find inspiration in most bizarre places. Inspiration for putting next step in this sometimes cold and harsh environment.
Some times we do what we must – with out any consideration, well this is not such a bag thing, and i am most great full for this. For some people it should be forbidden to make decisions or at least reason the they they reason.
Some people who are just so narrow and shallow, they probably some times are shocked them self of the thing they fink off or dream off.
But aren’t we all some times scared off the thing what happen in our heads…
I know most off us do, aren’t you some times sicken by what your head can make up from boredom? While you are in a bus or a train or just laying your head for a rest, your mind when is not challenged by creative or logical thinking goes rogue.
Flying off to your own wounder land, just under or above you reality which you share with other 7 billion people.
7 billion people, god… it is to much to imagine, and 7 billion different realities, 7 billion different ways to understand world, 7 billion different faces and dreams and even more ambition.
Amazing and frightening world, beautiful for thous who share ideas, and for thous who take them in and make up they own mind. I do not think there is no god, but i choose not to call him like that, i feel it is to cold of name for powers of nature. Still i believe- God has many faces but i can’t understand all this hate and blood spilled over the ages in the name of one true god, human being.
Yes it sound absurd – humanity is God him self, we created them only for giving reason for our fears, giving some kinda code for man to live by. This make seance, does it ? I am truly great full for people in this world who are not yet blinded by religion but still believe in it, believe in what it stands for.
I will never be one off them, i am different i am spiritual person. I believe in a sun, wind and earth, in emotion and how it moves us to do some time foolish, some times dangerous things, but it is part off our nature – and Gaia heals me, karma sets my foot on the ground, Ra shines above and washes my soul from impurities, Thor strikes in furry when i feel like i am going nuts… and it is all just my imagination.
Inspiration comes from weird places i am telling you ;]]
P.S. My first weak in Uk runs off in wild bust of laughter, and still new view though the window amazes me the most.
Stay happy ;]
Soo homeless person walks up to me and with marble face twisted by envy and pain that life has put on his shoulders, he calmly asks me for directions to a certain place, of course i can’t recall what he was asking… because that what he said next shocked me to the deepest corners of my still young but roten body – ”I am not looking for a place, but for directions to my lost soul, they have stolen it from me”… after that i reaped over and over to my self there is no greater evil than person to himself, but i learned my lesson, i must get lost first so i can find my self, only then homeless dreams can settle in and my journey can’t end without any adventure, that still is waiting for me.
Above the clouds.
Shocking how it is easy to forget about sky without limits.
Shocking how it is easy to not think about everything above and just focus on the things down here with us.
Stretch above the clouds, feel no limits, because they only make you heavy, fly and be free.
There above the clouds – peace and place for everyone down below, just raise your head and see.
Photo taken: 13.07.17
i hope – i don’t need to point out heart shaped clouds… that is natural… ;D
Soul, blade and fire. Part 3
Time – twists and curves, spins in eternal loop, repeats it self, and people are looking for places where they can alter past – or future. Tormented by they foolish actions or mistakes, longing for something more, making dreams come true or mistakes undone they study time and it curves to seek out paradoxes on which they can put they hands on and alter that, what do not need alteration. Mad men are doing the same with out needed knowledge- fail – and madness drives then into even deeper despair, where they are met with my nemesis, who gives them what they want and rips apart eternal loop, makes past, present and future unclear, nothing is clear now, random events shakes lands, where for many years there was peace now is war, where life is death. While time is shifting, my quest is unclear as well but i know one thing for sure i am about to embark on my biggest test to date and i will need help… – seagull song breaks Vadat concentration.
– Here it is, Red keeps port. Site to be amazed by, every time i see four kings it makes my flesh shiver. -cracking voice of gray old man interrupts, bended by time but still standing says it out laud, for everyone on the deck to hear.
– Stop with your melancholy old man, we are about to port!- captain yells as he passes, and goes on to abuse his crew.
Four kings carved from white as snow stone, standing vigilante for ages as they look into the horizon, all kinds of ships can be seen here, trading goods from all over the world or just stopping by for repairs. Tall stock houses side by side, like twin brothers – you cant even say where one begins and other ends. People selling fish, salt and marble, in constant rush, yelling at each other and making deals. Sometimes you can even see pirates shipping slaves, or royalties bringing they gold for save keeping in Red keeps bank. Ship sails closer and Vadat can see how crowded port is, making him a bit sick, hi isn’t fond of huge crowds, as well as sailing two months in small wooden cargo ship across ocean, so he eagerly steps out into crowd, and sets his course to Red keeps Tower for sun.
Clear sky and sun shining bright leads Vadat on his short journey, as he makes his way to gate house two guards stop him:
– Hey you, what is your busyness in Red keep? – younger one shout.
Vadat haven’t expected this, ironical that man who sees all time at the same time could not predict this coming, as few fire priest passes, he with calm voice answers:
– Calm your self guard, i am just a priest, here for ceremony.
– You don’t look as one of our priest.. – older guards step into conversation. as he looks suspiciously at Vadat. – I have never seen you before and i know everyone here.
– Well i am from Ru’tat desert, our culture is a big different than yours, i spent my days in cell praying and meditating in mountain monastery, no wonder you see me for the first time… it is my first time down here.
– Still you do not look as fire priest, i need to check you up with high priestess…
As guard closes his mouth, Vadat already knows where present will take him in the future, he knows this can be avoided only by magic, so he breaths in deeply, closes his eyes and disappears from guards sight, for them it looked like he vanished into fin air. Younger one panicked and started screaming like child, older one took off his hat and stared at nothing for a while. What happened was – Vadat stopped time and passed just a meter behind them, that was enough to slip through.
Market center, filled with people dancing and singing for all mighty gods, making sacrifices for fire, and there Hana was: dressed in black cape, easily recognized by her long red hair which u could see falling down on her chest. Vadat takes better position to keep her curious mind on him, marks her with spell rune and binds her to him, so she could not loose her sight off him. When bait was set he only needed to lead her out of the keep.
” Hana descendant from four kings, her father is fifth one in family line, but he had to die few years ago from disease, time have been damaged, and i need to fix it, she must become queen as soon as possible, bard named Lime from Saltyrivers will help her achieve this – time line was altered, as he will die tonight prematurely his time if we wont save him. So for now i will help her and save him, as sun falls down from sky we are all locked in this triangle to keep time in place and save all kingdoms from upcoming disaster, my nemesis for centuries collected dark and twisted creatures to fill his army and i only have brave heroes by my side – Song to keep us true on our course, blade to strike true in our purpose, and fire to burn and never burn out so we will never give up”