the ties had been strainedbecause the valium skies were taken down
When I feel like farting, I am a poker-face expertWhen I feel I want to be an invisible man, I will go to the ceilingWhen I feel I want to jump to the sky, I will try to keep myself from banging my head on the wallWhen I feel I’m married with Johnny Depp, I […]
born. love. done. dim. fun. can’t stop. dwell. litter. vain. mock. longing. bend. run. dance. loan. fraud. reset. latte. goal. bump. walk. rain. shine. sterling. hero. walk. away. sky. rum. night. city. cedar. dome. puzzle. born.
I would carve my face there. That’s all.
let me think but not to thinkdimmed the white lightthe lion is still sleepingweeping for the loss, the nightand the wind flies the timeborn to questionme, myself, cannot restI am the flower in the garden of timebeseech before me, I amstill waitinggrasping the airbend me over, my search of freedomit is a hope that never […]
Time is never be determined in exact way in Hakarah Forest. One hour is not always 60 minutes and 1 day is not always 24 hours. Children of Hakarah forest believe that time is run by The Supreme Divine and it is never man’s course to rule. The moment people try to measure the time, […]
This was taken when we watched Eclairs performance in Cafe Au Lait this night. This was my first time listening to Eclairs but I’m in love. When they played “Paint it Black” (Rolling Stones) in jazz, I was and am sure that this won’t be my last time listening to their music. After (and during) […]
Seckou keita, an inspired exponent of the Kora that can makes the West African harp-lutesound like a small band Robin Denselow – Guardian The richly layered songs on Seckou Keita SKQ’s pasr Tama-Silo album range from the haunting African Soul of ‘Tounga’ to upbeat floor-fllers like ‘Sina Mory’ and ‘N’fa Quartet’… Read more on http://www.seckoukeita.com/
Reading my mind, the boy was floating in the air. He cherished me with his song and his smile to the world. Hence when I closed my eyes, I was in the midst of the forest. My soul was running free into the woods, into the soil, and one by one, pieces of my soul […]
The children of Hakarah forest were born by the sacred water Mundini in the middle of the forest. Every June, there will be a life surfacing from Mundini. In the midst of the rainy June, there was this young baby boy radiating white gold shine when he was given birth by Mundini. Just after he […]