How near, how far

How near
How far

How near, how near, how near, how near
How far, how far, how far, how far
How near, how near, how near, how near
How far, how far, how far, how far

How far
And how far
Tell me how far


Title: Familiar Ground
Artist: Cinematic Orchestra
Album: Ma Fleur

Hide away ...

... for now.

(I think I'm in love)

Reflection

I have come curiously close to the end, though
Beneath my self-indulgent pitiful hole,
Defeated
I concede and
Move closer
(Let me / I may) find comfort here
(Let me / I may) find peace within the emptiness
How Pitiful

It's calling me...

And in my darkest moment, feeble and weeping
The moon tells me a secret, a confidant
As full and bright as I am
This light is not my own and
A million light reflections pass over me
Its source is bright and endless
She resuscitates the hopeless
Without her, we are lifeless satellites drifting

And as I pull my head out I am without one doubt
You wanna peer down here survey my narcissism
I must crucify the ego before it's far too late
I pray the light lifts me out
Before I pine away.

So crucify the ego, before it's far too late
And leave behind this place so negative and blind and cynical
And you will come to find that we are all one mind
Capable of all that's imagined and all conceivable
So let the light touch you so that the words spill through
And let the past break through bringing out our hope and reason
Before we hide away.

Title: Reflection
Album: Lateralus
Artist: Tool
Authors: Carey/C/J/K
Duration: 11:07

Attendre

Attendre c'est déjà vivre une rupture... 

Fernand Ouellette
Lucie ou un midi en novembre

The erotica or the pornography view?

*click for large version


... had to post it, either way.

Let's

Let's cuddle, nuzzle and snuggle as we draw closer. I'll tickle you here, titillate you there and vellicate you somewhere as you shiver here, quiver there, tremble everywhere; tingling waves exalt every shaking hair on your skin, deep, deep down on a seabed of thrilling warmth.

Dream of it (Featured Post)

dream of it
with eyes wide open
dream and imagine
it's real
until your mind
reaches its epic
and your eyes tire
you fall asleep
with the foam
beneath your
body

-- By a talented anonymous visitor of this blog.


What could "it" possibly be?

Surrender

Surrender,
Like a child with grown up dreams,
Surrender,
to the limitless within.

Distant

Far from home,
Far from family,
Far from friendships,
Far from love,
Far from real contact,
Far, distant and detached,
But not alone.
Only one step afar,
from me and myself,
Only one distance, I have to cross;
Crisscross, I, me and myself.
Only one step, I have to take;
that between I, me and myself.

Insomia...

... please release me, and let me dream about making mad love on the heath.

Alan Watts about Life and Music

“In music, one doesn’t make the end of the composition the point of the composition.”

Believe?

Believe nothing, no matter where you read it or who has said it, not even if I have said it, unless it agrees with your own reason and your own common sense
- Buddha

Lie

Lie to me,
Lie to yourself,
Lie to us,
what we were.
Lie about us,
what we are.
Lie for us,
what we might be.
Lie to keep the illusion
of holding on.
Lie for something found,
and lost across the seas.
Lie, lie, and i'll just do the same.
Until,
the sea and the waves slowly wash all love and pain away,
Until,
the sand in our hearts rests.