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jeg kom etter... dreams. please follow me.. skyer og clouds...
fjell... vann som flyter.. take me there...

vann i sko.. drink me.. du spiser snø.. i want you to kiss me.. summit.. snow.. falling

in my dreamin.. jeg fortsetter... uendelige trappe trinn.. your hiding.. kiss.. kyss mine lange negler
hair rise eat gone.. mange rom.. 3 eyes

jeg ser ham.. stirrer.. glødende dødende.. embers and fire
solen brenner henne opp.. månen kaster fra sitt støv
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ArtAs September drifts into our memory October comes into view, as you always know you all fill my DA life with your wonderful art, i'm always inspired and yes amazed at the diversity of all your wonderful works, so please share with these artists and enjoy their art as i have and always be inspired

"Everything that we see is a shadow cast by that which we do not see - Martin Luther King, Jr"

"The very substance of the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream - William Shakespeare"

"The world is all a carcass and vanity, The shadow of a shadow, a play And in one word, just nothing - Michel de Montaigne"

"Shadow is a colour as light is, but less brilliant; light and shadow are only the relation of two tones - Paul Cezanne"

Red and Yellow it is an Orange gradation

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Happy Birthday, CHRIS

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, GREAT CHRIS!

I wish you the best

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There are two colors in my head...http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=onRk0sjSgFU&feature=relmfu

AIR-Spring-wet III

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Is There Anyone Real Who Feels Right To Be Here?>>> Antimatter feat. Vic Anselmo, Wide Awake in the Concrete Asylum <<<

Here in this severance we’re calmly incomplete
We’ve always tried so hard to keep emotion from our sleeves
No small change in a paper cup
No hint of deity to promise Eden

Who’ll shout our names in marble halls for everyone to hear?
While hollow masses plot the course of grace so insincere
Seems everyday they pri

How Could This Go So Very Wrong?>>> Katatonia, Tonight's Music <<<

Who could call my name without regretting
Who could see beyond this my darkness
And for once save their own prayers
Who could mirror down just a little of their sun

How could this go so very wrong
That I must depend on darkness
Would anyone follow me further down

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This is a selection from last year's monthly features of
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Bon anniversaire!

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SEVERMight look so grand from a distance that you need to touch
It gives a vision of the simple but it is so much

I won't be fooled by its touch of emotional supply
The scent of affair and heavy love we dry
The cold and the bare grasped so delicate by one's eye
Is why we can't ally and elope tonight

Almost forgotten the way we used to live for play
To be accepted, I must blend into convention's way
And sing the universal ways
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In The Cold Light Of MorningIn cold light of morning while, everyone is yawning,
You're high,
In the cold light of morning the party gets boring, you're high.
As your skin starts to scratch and wave yesterdays action goodbye..

Forget past indiscretions,
And stolen possessions,
You're high,
In the cold light.

In the cold light of morning, while everyone's yawning,
You're high.
In the cold light of morning ,
You're drunk sick from whoring and high,
Staring back from the mirrors,
A face that you don't recognise..
It's a loser, a sinner, a **** in a *****'s disguise,
In the cold light.
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The sun is a light bulbThe sun is a light bulb
A candle's a treat
The curtains stay closed now
On my little retreat
And I'll only take medicine
If it's followed by sweets
A sickly pink liquid
That puts me to sleep

My head beats a better way
Tomorrow a better day

And I can watch TV
While I'm wrapped up in bed
And mother makes sure that
I'm watered and fed
My best from school will
Come over and stare
At me in my bubble
Of germified air

When I'm asleep the smoke fills me
I feel the heat
My illness leaves me
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These strange times

Journal Entry: Sat Dec 8, 2012, 4:55 AM

These strange times I think of a friend
They said was a man of the world
When all the time he was in a fight
Between the dark and the light
Yes I too, my friend, find the Devil
Trying to make me do things I don't want to do
Now I find myself crying out
God is nowhere, God is nowhere

These strange times I look in my heart
And see the dark not the light
And how I'm sad and wished I was in love
And look to the sky and cry out
God is nowhere, God is nowhere
And this is Hell
Being caught between the dark and the light

These strange times I too have dreams
Things that make me wonder
If to walk a thin line is like dying alone
And I'm trying to find my way home

These strange times I look in my heart
And how I'm sad and wished I was in love
And I look to the sky and cry out
God is now here, God is now here
God is now here, God is now here
My friend I do wish that I was in love
I wished I was in love
I love you, I love you.