Christmas lights 1

This is my winter song to you.
The storm is coming soon
it rolls in from the sea

This must be what all the fuss is about

But the words on the page start to swim
As light catches your face, you're smiling
This must be what all the fuss is about

E. Blaize

You call it revolution
We call it evolution
Robots and humans
Living together is the solution

M. Sayyid

New-age Moses

HPRIZM aka High Priest

"A pure, undeniable force you can't fight"

Mr Ballbeam

NY to Tokyo

but I was hiding

and all across the mountain
they went searching for my ghost
but I was hiding

I think I could never love another girl

I may find her by the phone but with a fashion magazine
She may kiss me when her girlfriends leave again
They say, "Time may give you more than your poor bones could ever take"
I think I could never love another girl

It still comes roaring back

You can drive out Nature with a pitch fork
It still comes roaring back

to slow down the time

There's no sacred vision like her

When there's nothing left to burn you have to set yourself on fire

All of that time you thought I was sad
I was trying to remember your name

A swing on a rope, from the Cape of No Hope

I have lost it, I know. It's been a while now and I'm not feeling it. I am just unfocused, riddled with anxiety and feelings of loneliness. Soon things should pick up, but what if they don't? To this end I am attacking various things in my life that have been a negative influence, and nuking them into oblivion. Surely this will lead to something positive.

There's just so much.. crap. Bushes. Undergrowth. Where's the sky? The sea?

For now, let's call it chemical imbalance and hope things will swing round by steady intake of vitamins.

And remember to fight the war, fuck the norm.

And at night she spoke to him of things heard only in hell

I had so much to tell you but it never came to words

twistin our propellers, dropping at the froth

I think I'll head home

I am not a robot

You've been acting awful tough lately
Smoking a lot of cigarettes lately
But inside, you're just a little baby
It's okay to say you've got a weak spot
You don't always have to be on top
Better to be hated than love, love, loved for what you're not

And the moon's a silver slipper

And the moon's a silver slipper
It's pouring champagne stars
Broadway's like a serpent
Pulling shiny top-down cars

Wants to stay coal

UNDERGROUND

they're alive, they're awake
while the rest of the world is asleep
below the mine shaft roads
it will all unfold
there's a world going on
UNDERGROUND

Your hair is like meadow grass on the tide

I disappear in your name
But you must wait for me
Somewhere across the sea
There's a wreck of a ship
Your hair is like meadow grass on the tide
And the raindrops on my window
And the ice in my drink
Baby all I can think of is Alice

House Where Nobody Lives

Woke up this morning with the cold water

No one puts flowers on a flower's bed

Misery is the river of the world

Pond

Floral

You built a fort, didn't ya?

No photography allowed

Midsummer II

Dr Khammari

Somewhere out there

midsummer I