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The smell of the ocean |
I love to stay here and enjoying all the peace and quiet asorbing only the sound of the sea. Exposing my face to the smell that reminds me of how time stops here, giving me the time to think, making way for my mind to float. |
posted by calamity @ 10/30/2006 07:19:00 pm |
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On the other end of the world |
I left the dull greens went to the place where limestone needs no work. I rang the sun up and ask it to drop in. While waiting for it I fixed my lying chair on the meeting point a new cushion was there too. The sun came as arranged. I began to play a new leading row: I was the lizard of the Mediterranean. I knew if I stayed that way long enough my skin would change and I would belong here. Detached from the world where the truth and talk are the codes we live by. Summer-hits in the background and a place I can call my own. The sun the lizard and me staring at each other. Although different we become the same here, both creatures consuming the sun with it's bleaching effect. Carpe diem are the words that run our lives. Nice taste of the coffee in the mouth. Yellow grapes waiting to touch my lips, to crack under my teeth. My lizard friend is still there sunbathing and staring at me even after I left as if I would never left as if it stared at me even when I was gone. |
posted by calamity @ 10/30/2006 07:16:00 pm |
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Lying in the sun hoping for some tan. Just lying on the rough small stones that are making marks in my back as the time and the place makes marks in my soul. Marks that I carry all year long marks that I long for until we meet again. Feet in the water, waves kissing my legs: up and down, up and down… Sun caressing my skin, burning my eyes. You giving me the space I need, but here somewhere: the way I need you to be. I can hear you, it feels nice, I know I’m safe. |
posted by calamity @ 10/30/2006 07:13:00 pm |
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tresures |
I love searching for seashells with you. I love the picture of us being two small children digging the sand. Grey dull sand hoping to find something they said should be there. Searching for something of a value to us. To materialize the nice memory of our short childhood. To find the perfect black shell that we could put in our trophy-case. |
posted by calamity @ 10/30/2006 07:08:00 pm |
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2006/10/16 |
a word forgotten long ago |
fuck fuck fuck i know i haven't used this word in a while now but at this bad connection here i have to. so how are you doen'?
well as you may or may not know i'm in egypt now. till 22.10. i'll be runing behind our tour guide like little dear following its mother and then total freedom to enjoy my time here, get a proper cup of coffee. i'm a bit shocked: only now i realised what they meant when they said egypt was different, well i'm opened to love it but this was impossible to happen up till now cos i only seen the buses and piles of rocks enjoy |
posted by calamity @ 10/16/2006 05:52:00 pm |
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2006/10/13 |
a poem? |
Flames Taking over the beautiful scenery: forest and wild strawberries. Red-orange-yellow tongues Burning down the room you lock yourself up, along with your exit door. Blazes Destroying your elsewhere village.
Smell of burned dreams and meadows.
Pieces of images, ideas, emotions, sensations and cries Vanishing in the destructive power of your own common sense.
Shades of what seemed to be Barely seen in the smoke. Three of your favorite colors kissing The true you. Playing a sweet symphony Of a familiar violin crackling in a friendly tune.
Breathe. Absorb Oxygen needed to function, Kick out carbon dioxide. A chain reaction that leads towards calamity.
Oxygen needed to start a fire, Carbon dioxide kicked because it could stop it.
Take your nightmares’ breaths. Throw yourself in rising flames.
Deal with it. |
posted by calamity @ 10/13/2006 02:13:00 pm |
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2006/10/11 |
list part 1 |
I saw many posts where people would list some interesting facts about them. I enjoyed reading those although I never believed I could make an interesting list simply because one can not think of interesting facts that make them an interesting individual all of the sudden. When I was having my vacation I had the time to think about those special weird things about me, another thing that helped do this list were the top 15 favorite things posts a lot of people wrote lately. You may think I stole some of your favorites, but we really share those favs.
1.) I love doing tests, I did every single test there is online, I love doing them with a friend of mine, and I hate it though that we didn't do them in a long time now
2.) I love playing cards although I’m bad at it. I’m probably the only European to play Tarneeb on el3ab site, it is fun though, met a lot of people there, most of them however don't believe I’m not Arabic.
3.) Love connecting with someone
4.) I like reading my friends’ blogs, my friends’ friends’ blogs, my friends’ friends’ friends’ blogs…
5.) Reading blogs takes a lot of my time
6.) I hate electoral campaigns
7.) I love blowing bubbles
8.) I love rainbows and waterfalls (mostly the smell around them and the sound)
9.) I love the sight of sunflowers.
10.) I love color red, everything in red attracts my eye abnormally
This is just for starters I have more prepared for you I just don’t want to suffocate you with all the points I found interesting. So here’s a task for you all: guess which number I will reach on this list that will be posted in parts (not necessarily odd). |
posted by calamity @ 10/11/2006 10:58:00 pm |
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