Sorry, but I won’t be updating this blog for a while. I will still post my pictures regularly on Instagram, and my book reviews on Goodreads. Thanks for following.
Abgründe der Stadt (Max Prosa) Drei Tage ohne Schlaf, ich lieg’ im grellen Neonlicht, nimm mich mit irgendwohin, doch bitte frag mich nicht wo ich zuhaus’ bin, ich weiß nur: […]
Whatever happens, don’t lose your head.
OK, it’s been a month. Here’s what’s been going on. As usual, click to get more than you bargained for.
…you been on my mind. (I didn’t even know that George Harrison had recorded this song by Dylan (as well as Jack Johnson), but here goes.) Also be sure to […]
Then take me disappearing Through the smoke rings of my mind Down the foggy ruins of time Far past the frozen leaves The haunted, frightened trees Out to the windy […]
The Weight (The Band) I pulled into Nazareth, was feelin’ about half past dead I just need some place where I can lay my head “Hey, mister, can you tell […]
“Is it possible to become friends with a butterfly?” “It is if you first become a part of nature. You suppress your presence as a human being, stay very still, […]
Can’t you see it’s all just chaos? Take your guess Tom Rosenthal I didn’t walk how you said I should walk I walk how I do walk, and that’s fine […]
In Brazilian Portuguese: Jealous polyamorist seeks stable, monogamous relationship 🙂 Ah, we poor 20th century souls… Ah, wir arme 20. Jahrhundert Seele… Brasília, Brazil. Thanks to https://instagram.com/svnta/ for calling my […]
Have we met before? (Tom Rosenthal) Are you thinking Is she close? Do you struggle with umbrellas? Are you leaving? Are you home? Have you timed this badly? Have we […]
Sunset in Brasília, Brazil. No private lawns, though.
“Kein Baum, so heißt es, kann in den Himmel wachsen, es sei denn, seine Wurzeln reichen bis in die Hölle.” “No tree, it is said, can grow to heaven unless […]
“Because her soul swims in her eyes.” — David Mitchell, Cloud Atlas
Photo by Nanda.
Photo by Bel.
Photo by Bel.
Who needs people? Brasília, Brazil.
Even disappointment, loneliness and pain.
Charlie Darwin (The Low Anthem) Set the sails I feel the winds a’stirring Toward the bright horizon set the way Cast your wreckless dreams upon our Mayflower Haven from the […]