when prague was my playground...

Music while you read: Maps by Keaton Henson

 watching the making of a generous lady.

 first thing.

he was playing that machine in the church. 

i could see it, but not him.

today if you hear His voice, do not harden your heart. 

 he wanted to feed them.

 sani. gelato.

a common view at the time. 

 i really like Prague. 

we were all waiting. he kept smiling at me.

Augustin is a musician that grow up in a castle. In my book he drew a map on how to get there...i followed the map.

 everyone is going somewhere.

  down a road i'd never been. 

= foxes have holes and birds have nests... =

he was friendly and he wanted it all. 

always the ocean, always.

a place for the artist in you

 

like i hold on to you

the light i found near kelsterbach

 help my bones

 

 = it might be over soon =

 

 and i lift my eyes to where my help comes from

my favorite alone experience. 

 

 

    the light i found near kelsterbach.

adoption.

 

= turning to waltz, hold high in the lowlands =

hello amsterdam

Music while you read: Elegy by Leif Vollebekk

= i'll be looking through your eyes =

can you see us?

14 is just another number now.

look at the birds of the air...

there was so much going on.

i found the flowers in the rubbish bin. 

only black outline,
colour me in sweet dreamer.

rugged sky,

cherry pie,

you laying by my side.

there is no end in you and i...

i am turned again to clay.

x marks the spot

 

the days have no numbers.

texture.

heaven is watching.

forgotten film from france

Music while you read: Oliver by Brooke Bentham

i see you 

to have cat confidence.

i took this walk daily.

what if life is real.

i stayed there- the big one, in the middle.

we grow like trees.

a list of things i can control:

-myself

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i don't like this one...

the boy is always showing off- natural beauty.

this is where i sang to myself.

lets be shy together.

sometimes i think about the world that each human has inside them; i find it very overwhelming and also very amazing.

breaking windows, burning christmas tress.

 here is the church, here is the steeple

to the tree outside my bedroom window. 

love you. 

 hey boy.

  

i saw the snow come down on this side of the building, through the window, from the bathtub. if there are perfect moments, that was one. 

thanks PAF