If I could, I would give to you the world and more, no pre-conceptions or easy give-aways could ever cover all that I have in mind.
fredag, juni 5
söndag, maj 17
Baleares (La Luna Segunda)
Sometimes when the night comes, I wish that you would be walking on the beach here with me, looking at the crystal water reflecting in our foggy eyes, wet from tears and laughter. Although I know deep down that it could never be like that, that we will always speak in different tongues and walk our separate ways, that this earth is too small for us and that it can only hold a handfull of all the things we want do. But let's not think about that now, there are far more important matters to take care of right now. A bird whistles in the wind, and feet are clapping against the sand of an empty shoreline where distant voices keep ringing out over the sea.
måndag, maj 11
Forgotten Lore, New Found Love
Old friends, standing ready to dive at the sound of a seagull calling. They met by the shore, with sand cracking under their feet, and sympathy was far, too far away. Then, a lone dove comes flying over the water and all that they thought was lost is now lit through by bright rays of sunshine. They slowly regain their balance and take each others' arms before they jump into the dark sea below.
tisdag, maj 5
onsdag, april 29
söndag, april 26
Old Town
I passed through the old latin quarters today, where smoke and dust made my eyes foggy and sweet noises kept ringing in my ears. I hope I will go there soon again, swirling down a whirlpool of old memories and forgotten tales, ancient mysteries of love and theft.
fredag, april 24
Late Night Thunder
I went to the beach at night, I can't remember why but I think it was something that I felt I just had to do. I dug a hole near the shoreline, the sand was wet and heavy, and way down there I placed one muscat, one apple-seed and one piece of ginger. The most beautiful things can be seen at this sight today, and I can't help but feel that I have a small part in it.
onsdag, april 22
lördag, april 18
Hot Sun Melting Your Worries Away
Step outside in the sunshine, talkin' 'bout Happy Feelings and Murky Eyes. Everything is hazy and mellow but the liquor is strong, so strong, and the wine tastes better than ever.
fredag, april 10
tisdag, april 7
Days Spent Drifting On A Road
A blind man crossing a desert, and an old woman sailing on the rainbow. They met halfway, fell in love instantly, and now they live together somewhere along the south pacific train line.
I saw them when I was heading for Reno, they stood in the doorway, really close to each other, probably feeling the warm summer breeze running through their curly, silver grey hair.
I miss that scenery, the cold nights with nothing but the wind shaking the trees, and the hot days when every footstep felt like a mile.
måndag, april 6
Secret Place
My old man used to take me to the treehill, there we would make our own whistles and dance with the squirrels and the snails.
lördag, april 4
The Windtalker
I will fall in love a thousand times tonight, and whisper to the wind before I go to sleep.
torsdag, april 2
söndag, mars 22
Alabama
If I could I would fly to Alabama and marry a waitress at a diner. We would go to church every Sunday and we would go shopping at a supermarket. At the parking lot, the windows on all cars would shine in the sun, and the air would smell of rubber and asphalt. The car would have fake leather seats that would stick to the clothes a little, and I would wear a press-button shirt. My American wife would drive a little faster than I'd dare, and we would always use our seatbelts. We wouldn't feel that we were at home all that often, we would always have different projects to run to. We would sleep in one bed, but just as often at a motel as in our own. We would both love to go to places where palm trees grow, and we would get butterflies in our stomaches whenever we went into town. Both of us would find it a bit uncomforting to step out of the car, but when we'd been sitting in the café just outside for a while, we would soon have forgotten all about it.
torsdag, mars 19
Full Moon Fever
Run to the sky, swim in romantic circles around a sympathetic moon in total disguise.
onsdag, mars 18
Epic Days
His voice is not meant to be worn out, and there is no need to worry at all, because it probably won't.
torsdag, mars 12
No Holding Back, No Letting Go
This season should be like an anthem, with every day ringing true to your ears.
lördag, mars 7
Keep Your Dreams
I was caught dead, and I watched death on TV, it was the most truthful thing I've seen, at least for now. There was hope in it all, too, a sense of idealism. A belief that the world could end at this moment, and it probably will, it will end every second you're awake. I guess that's why I don't always know what to say, I'm terrified just by trying to keep my eyes open and not fall asleep. But still, there is so much to love, and faith is a terrible thing to lose.
torsdag, mars 5
In The Forest
Catch me while I'm falling, I won't expect it but it will probably make us happy, you know.
Keep up your high spirits, and set them free in the wild forest close to where we live.
Light a candle for the bushman, take him by the hand and join his nightdance into a sky of dark leaves.
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