Τρίτη, Ιουλίου 29

full romance



When all the world seems far away/and just the two of us are left/
I’ll sing to you these words all through/the night we'll fly in peace and I’ll
and I’ll be air the air that makes me/wanna dive into your skin/
into your skin into the stars/into your breath and by your eyes
Into your skin, into the stars/into your breath and by your eyes….
Your pretty eyes I am divided/into fire and glass tonight
and when I whisper when I dance/and when I fall into your arms
it's not a kid it's not a man/it's just myself electric shock
is due to glances and to touches/underneath what seems to be
what seems to hold what seems to touch/what seems to breathe in a moment
and all these moments all the thrill/and all the light that you have brought
Oh God please make this moment last....
Into your skin, into the stars/into your breath and by your eyes….
And all this world, this magic world/that you have showed me is my light
of silence,tenderness,of glances/that contain so many needs
so many wishes, passion, love, desire/and silence is the sweetest thing on earth
and we are birds that fly away/and in our hugs I cannot say
your hand from my hand or your breath/from my breath let me be unsure
and ever I’m confused a sweet kiss/and a hug will make us birds
will give the world away/it's just ourselves that's left I’ll be desire
you'll be the passion we'll be two stars/in a spring more open sky
Into your skin, into the stars/into your breath and by your eyes….

Τρίτη, Ιουλίου 22

στην κούρμπα του R


















'amazing!!'
πολύ αγκάθι ο λόφος της Πνύκας, αλλά είναι ωραίο να είσαι κουκίδα σε γράμμα αυτών των λέξεων, έστω και πονεμένη
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ταυτόχρονα στις 12 Ιουλίου σε πολλές πόλεις κύκλοι και γράμματα και χρώματα πολλά ('dayofaction' το παρασύνθημα)
http://circleupnow.smugmug.com/gallery/5344545_ENFZm/1/326785690_pjbHE

Τετάρτη, Ιουλίου 2

απόλυτα καλοκαιρινό





Τρίτη, Ιουλίου 1

καθόλου καλοκαιρινό

"INVISIBILITY is a rite of refuge in which urban citizens who fall or are thrown out of orbit find shelter.

To simply exist in a cocoon of grief or to be set adrift by irreplaceable loss, emotional disaster, unremitting pain or loneliness requires the protection of invisibility. It is a way to survive in vitro.

In the city this is easy; the individuals comprising the seamless mass of humanity flowing by are invisible to each other. The surrounding world is no more than a painted backdrop. ... "
(από την εισαγωγή στο 'mortal combat' από το συγκλονιστικό -κατά τη γνώμη μου- graphic novel 'Invisible People' του Will Eisner - και ελπίζω να μη με πιάσουν για αναπαραγωγή δημοσιευμένου κειμένου)