Okay, I'm afraid this is going to be one hell of a short update, in which I am going to vent my anger. First of all, I have been pretty "loyal" to LJ throughout my "online life". My first ever blog was on LJ and I've spent many a day browsing fascinating, useful and educative posts in interesting communities. BUT lately it has become tiresome and ( Read more... )

Since I ended up deleting one of my initial posts, explaining my id, "amphisbaina", I thought I might write a new and improved one, for anyone who might be interested. ^_ ( Read more... )

One of the most amazing, surreal things things happened today, when I was visiting the Holy Trinity Church graveyard in Stratford-upon-Avon. I was busy taking a photograph of a beautiful Victorian tombstone, when a little boy (probably aged somehwere between 4 and 6) ran to a tombstone nearby, kneeled in front of it, then started to kind of 'shake ( Read more... )

Here comes my first post in a while that's not NaPoWriMo-related. However, it's still poetry: verse form seems to be virtually stalking me lately. Best for Film have launched a challenge to bloggers: "rather than write hundreds of bloody words describing, assessing and ultimately judging a film, we want you to pour all of your analytical juices ( Read more... )

Why, hello LiveJournal, I haven't seen you in a long time. I guess tumblr is much handier for slackers such as I. Oh, the effortless posting of selected images/videos/music/quotations with little to no comments about them! But thanks to Ram @ people versus people I am now officially back and willing to bore whomsoever might be interested with ( Read more... )

When people go away they vanish, turn to nothing, stop being. They live only in memories, haunting the imagination. We know they go on being somewhere else, but no longer see them, just as we no longer see those who have already passed away. ~ Dezső Kosztolányi, "Skylark"


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Hey there. I shall do what I seldom do, and that is post a picture for the mere batshit crazy loveliness of it. Here we go:


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This is what I write instead of trying to come up with something good for my portfolio. Oh, yes. (And I'm not even drunk ( Read more... )

Found you. Same hat, same coat, same eyes - it's you, I've found you. They say that when you meet your doppelgänger, something bad's going to happen to you. They say you'll day. But, well, you're not really my doppelgänger. You're the itching wound, begging to be cut open. And I've found you.

Hide and seek, says the wind ( Read more... )