Sic. Morning!

Sic. Morning!
Originally uploaded by Pierre Francoise

In her own place

In her own place
Originally uploaded by 'SeraphimC

I've used hammers made of wood
I have played games with pieces and rules
I have deciphered tricks at the bar
But now you're gone, I haven't figured out why
I've come with riddles, and jokes about war
I figured out numbers and what they're for
I've understood feelin's and I've understood words
But how could you be taken away?

And where ever you've gone, and where ever we might go
It don't seem fair, today just disappeared
Your light's reflected, now
Reflected from afar
We were but stones, your light made us stars

With every breath, awakened regrets
Back pages and days that only could've been spent
Together, but we were, miles apart
Every inch between us becomes light years now
No time to be void, or save up on life
Oh, you gotta spend it all

And where ever you've gone, and where ever we might go
It don't seem fair, you seem to like it here
Your light's reflected now
Reflected from afar
We were but stones, your light made us stars

And where ever you've gone, and where ever we might go
It don't seem fair, today just disappeared
Your light's reflected now
Reflected from afar
We were but stones, your light made us stars.

little animal

little animal
Originally uploaded by maya.bird

To be someone
To be someone

I wish I could say the same of myself
That I'm in perfect harmony
That I do not use the sword of my tongue
To lash out at the enemy

That I do not fear the light
That I do not stray from love as my guide
That I'm at peace inside

And all the pieces are fine
They dance and sing in unity
A dum dum dum dee daa da dee

Oh I wish I could fly
Through the sky
And the moon above me
Oh I wish I could talk
To the gods and the birds above me
It’s not fun to be so blind
To be so blind

I wish I could stay in the present day
Not lapsing into vicious sleep
‘Cause it gives my bones a brand shiny new home
One that does not confine me

And I do not fear the light
And I do not stray from love as my guide
And I'm at peace inside

And all the pieces are fine
They dance and sing in unity
A dum dum dum dee daa da dee

Oh I wish I could fly
Through the sky
And the moon above me
Oh I wish I could talk
To the gods and the birds above me
It’s not fun to be so blind
To be so blind

Slo fuzz in the morning
Where I can tempt you
To be my air
But it's not enough to be lovely
When I feel other things
I can not share
That I can't

Oh I wish I could fly
Through the sky
And the moon above me
Oh I wish I could talk
To the gods and the birds above me
It’s not fun to be so blind
To be so blind

I Do Not Notice

I Do Not Notice
Originally uploaded by Elkie.

I think I should go now,
I must leave before my --- much the sunrise
No more coffee will pull off today,

I stood too long,
In the shadow of a doubt, I need some sun,
It seems the time returns to me once more,
But I have less now then before,

And when I feel my world falling down,
I think of you, I think of you,
And when I feel I cant breath no more,
You speak to me, you speak to me,

When the brightest star,
Smiles as its --- quit shoulders with the night,
You let that going --- ambers of my own light,
Do you know?
Your words can track the moon down from the sky,
So choose my frozen heart with your work right,
You really made me listen from a voice,
And I had millions,

When you fell,
I see your visionary thoughts be front your blood,
Crumps of lovers drowning in the same floor,
I miss the beauty of your young black skin,
I thought that freedom,
Could only be defined as end of choice,
And I only listened to the --- love you broke your loudest,

But this world,
Will be shaken by a whisper,
But this world,
Will be shaken by a whisper,

But this world,
And I live with integrity,
Will be shaken by a whisper (and peace inside, and peace inside)
But this world,
And I will live with all honesty,
Will be shaken by a whisper (and peace inside, and peace inside)

1 2 3 4

Originally uploaded by _rebekka

One, two, three, four,
tell me that you love me more.
sleepless, long nights.
'sides what my use was for.
oh, teenage hope,
throw light at your door.
left you with nothing,
but they wanted more.
oh, oh, oh,
you're changing your heart.
oh, oh, oh,
you know who you are.
sweetheart, bitter heart,
now i can't tell you apart.
cozy and cold,
put the horse before the cart.
those teenage hopes,
through our tears and the lies.
too scared to run off,
to one little life.
oh, oh, oh,
you're changing your heart.
oh, oh, oh,
you know who you are.

Think I'm In Love

Think I'm In Love
Originally uploaded by Elkie.

Sky of ink and diamond stars
Empty streets with just occasional cars
Here we lie in a lullaby of stillness
In our room

Words are unable to speak of love
like a smile in a whisper does
Words are unable to speak of love
like a smile in a whisper does

All of the letters in all of the words
In all of the books all over the world
They’re nothing but sounds and vowels and nouns
For talking to strangers, that’s all they worth

Words are unable to speak of love
like a smile in a whisper does
Words are unable to speak of love
like a smile in a whisper does

Orchestra of tiny harps
It’s like pepper sprinkled on our hearts
We’re threading a needle with boxing gloves
When we try and talk about love

Words are unable to speak of love
like a smile in a whisper does
Words are unable to speak of love
like a smile in a whisper does

summer in sweden

summer in sweden
Originally uploaded by Talk Hard

The summers were longer, they went on forever
Oh and the sky so blue
We never worried about anything
We didn't question the nature of things
We didn't want to know
Talking in whispers and wondering
Oh and I loved you so

so cosy

so cosy
Originally uploaded by *Stephanie

Everybody's wearing a disguise
To hide what they've got left behind their eyes.
But me, I can't cover what I am
Wherever the children go I'll follow them.
I march in the parade of liberty
But as long as I love you I'm not free.

Top Ten Tunes This Week

Just thought I would share my Top Ten Tunes for each week, basically this conveys what mood I am in and how I am percieving the world during this week.

1. Everybody Here Wants You, Jeff Buckley
2. Andvari, Sigur Ros
3. Sealings, Yeah Yeah Yeahs
4. Eyes Wide Open, Travis
5. Oh Honey, The Audreys
6. Signal Fire, Snow Patrol
7. But Not My Feet, Elkie
8. Cold Water, Damien Rice
9. Lost and Running, Powderfinger
10. Rise, Azure Ray

Current Proceedings

Not much to report, having two days away from the madness of the rat race, the corporate world or as close as I choose to ever get near it. i will be spending these days mostly in the waters around Bondi trying to increase my skills on a fiberglass board and also trying not to freeze my privates off.

Life during these colder days and nights seems an easier pace than the hectic summer I have just had. I long for my lifestyle of endless travel but realise to reach this I must spend more than six months in one place.

A close friend and work mate Christian from Reunion Island has left for the warmer shores of Hawaii, I thank him for the time we had and the huge malibu he has left in my care.

Till next time

PJF

The Way I Roll

Creativity is the basis of self-expression. Why are some people supposedly more creative than others, and why can't others open themselves up enough to be able to express who they are?

Creation is the birth of something, and something cannot come from nothing. When someone creates something: a painting, a poem, a photograph, the creativity comes from an idea, from a feeling, from emotion, or from a combination of ideas, feelings and emotions that are somehow "reborn" from all our experiences and perspectives.

Creativity is the desire to express ourselves. To formulate these expressions, we have to draw from our "reservoir" of experience, dreams, desires, and experimentation and mix together what was, what is, and what could be… I don't think you can learn it, it is rather something that evolves. Your perception of everything in your life fills up this reservoir.

Some people are drawn to create and express themselves, others are drawn to reflect, to analyze. But in the end, they all could be creative if they had the desire to explore the way in which they are integrated in the world of their experiences. Because creativity is really a rebirth, a true tone we feel for ourselves and for our world. Then our work becomes a real part of who we are. Maybe all this is a question of how deep we are willing to go…