I I I I III have to learn TOooo let…. You Crash….down.
At length, I've reached the morale were I be able to honestly loosen up. In the face of my appalling mark, contentment is all I can justly practice these days, finally actually writing again and releasing , fulfilling the infinite thoughts of my artistic nature,; having this all financed is beyond any enjoyment. Though TO read. My god to read, with what force I've pulled my self back not to read during my HSC. To read for leisure again…is indeed a taste I've eagerly prized.
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Such air that nurtures further then my nostrils …..Tracing the walls of my inner muzzles and denting blueprints of every eddy swirl that
…salutes me with the roaring virtue of the heat of this summer. Vibrant indigo sky announces with what whispers of sea -like reverberation and echo,
Yes that’s right…Beach conditions of course… and I guess… in good judgment, it's finally my moment to once more assemble a unity of the sea and I. I mean, if this idea has come to the extent, were birds are sighing "go to the beach you fool" then I guess this sure is a necessity. It's become an era that I should footrace; considering I've neglected it for so long. It's every part of I've been looking forward to, especially this year. What's more I am anxious to witness if my skin my pass its ordinary color; considering I am already relatively dark, I want to distinguish if the sun can extend that.
The swirl of the sea… waits for my attendance sometime next week, with Parisa, then with Tammy and Kyle.
The Painters hopeful merger.
This, and the fact that the presence of a perfect circle will soon be under the same roof as I is also something I've been enthusiastically looking forward to. The fact I'm as a final point going to witness them is so surreal to me. To be confronted by such exquisite beauty tears me so. I've waited to long, and now I have that opportunity. It's odd. The fact that the concert is only a month away is a very overwhelming.
On the topic of music, Bjork is rather something I constantly listen to, so obviously the subject is she, or even more… her melody. Recently, with great length, I've purchased the Bjork "bachelorette" box set. I am beyond appreciative that I purchased this, despite the limited songs that the box set provides. It has 'introduced' or even yet made more focus on the song " Bachelorette", which has for all times been a favorite, although when a song has more focal point, you clearly become aware of much more about the song and the mentality of the artist, and how you can so unbelievably relate.
And to be confronted by the 'poles apart' interpretations of this song is beyond doubt marvelous. For Bjork to consent artists recreating her creations, to let people alter her compositions and make a box set out of it… is so luminous of her…how unwrapped she is... I admire the dissimilar interpretations of songs, they give me ….an understanding of variation of our human kind…. In a sense remixed songs …propose growth.
So I've been in a very Bjork atmosphere; which is what I am normally in, though lately more then common. When it comes to music, I sure can compare with her, and nothing stands in her way.
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I fear that no one will ever understand my tongue in anything. I trash the identical houses… and still….no acknowledgment .
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My mother has made some weird arse foodstuff… I'm not so sure if I would say its "fastidious"… um yes. Any who… For today I imagine that is all I shall write. I just really wanted to write more then anything …hoping I have forgotten… my passion.
(This section is for my dearest Lynsey, that’s if she even reads this thing anymore…
lliW
uoY
emoC
bacK
oT
???eM
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Such air that nurtures further then my nostrils …..Tracing the walls of my inner muzzles and denting blueprints of every eddy swirl that
…salutes me with the roaring virtue of the heat of this summer. Vibrant indigo sky announces with what whispers of sea -like reverberation and echo,
Yes that’s right…Beach conditions of course… and I guess… in good judgment, it's finally my moment to once more assemble a unity of the sea and I. I mean, if this idea has come to the extent, were birds are sighing "go to the beach you fool" then I guess this sure is a necessity. It's become an era that I should footrace; considering I've neglected it for so long. It's every part of I've been looking forward to, especially this year. What's more I am anxious to witness if my skin my pass its ordinary color; considering I am already relatively dark, I want to distinguish if the sun can extend that.
The swirl of the sea… waits for my attendance sometime next week, with Parisa, then with Tammy and Kyle.
The Painters hopeful merger.
This, and the fact that the presence of a perfect circle will soon be under the same roof as I is also something I've been enthusiastically looking forward to. The fact I'm as a final point going to witness them is so surreal to me. To be confronted by such exquisite beauty tears me so. I've waited to long, and now I have that opportunity. It's odd. The fact that the concert is only a month away is a very overwhelming.
On the topic of music, Bjork is rather something I constantly listen to, so obviously the subject is she, or even more… her melody. Recently, with great length, I've purchased the Bjork "bachelorette" box set. I am beyond appreciative that I purchased this, despite the limited songs that the box set provides. It has 'introduced' or even yet made more focus on the song " Bachelorette", which has for all times been a favorite, although when a song has more focal point, you clearly become aware of much more about the song and the mentality of the artist, and how you can so unbelievably relate.
And to be confronted by the 'poles apart' interpretations of this song is beyond doubt marvelous. For Bjork to consent artists recreating her creations, to let people alter her compositions and make a box set out of it… is so luminous of her…how unwrapped she is... I admire the dissimilar interpretations of songs, they give me ….an understanding of variation of our human kind…. In a sense remixed songs …propose growth.
So I've been in a very Bjork atmosphere; which is what I am normally in, though lately more then common. When it comes to music, I sure can compare with her, and nothing stands in her way.
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I fear that no one will ever understand my tongue in anything. I trash the identical houses… and still….no acknowledgment .
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My mother has made some weird arse foodstuff… I'm not so sure if I would say its "fastidious"… um yes. Any who… For today I imagine that is all I shall write. I just really wanted to write more then anything …hoping I have forgotten… my passion.
(This section is for my dearest Lynsey, that’s if she even reads this thing anymore…
lliW
uoY
emoC
bacK
oT
???eM