Sometimes I imagine my life's like a chessboard where even a piece influences my game. Sometimes I dream of living inside a sphere where I can watch
A smile stolen from nature taken from the pale sun relights the colours of the hills. Untidy hair's child under oak roof move like a branchy tree searching
One cold January night while walking home I hear the sound of my footsteps on the road while for a moment still engulfed in your perfume i watch the
Follow the waves... the wave of my soul is strong and great It's just like being part of one of theese, almost the others that live in the ocean. It
In this atmosphere in which all is cold and inert, I catch you in a photo sink into a cloud. A rusty gray background choked by cement where millions
When I feel down at all that I believe in nonsense once for all I feel all up images hit my target eye politics waste words in my mind world makes a
It's just like drops of rain, the action, words and looks of others fall on me in the wierdest & uncanny moments I find myself by means of my friends
