Without my heart, what can I do?
The times we had
oh, when the wind would blow with rain and snow
were not all bad,
we put our feet just where they had,
had to go.
The shatterred soul,
following close but nearly twice as slow
in my good times
there were always golden rocks to throw
at those who,
those who admit defeat too late,
those were our times,
those were our times...
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I quite look so sure in that photograph, but oh, how I hate my nose! Well, there's something wrong about me in that photograph, anyway... (These are my new sunglasses, they actually look much better in reality...). Yes, I have taken it with my cell phone!
I need to stop caring...
I'm now listening to Beirut and I can't help thinking of how amazing they are (as I always do)! The 'Gulag Orkestar' is my favourite album of theirs, and undoubtedly one of my most beloved works ever.
''Suddenly, now
the winter's over...
...I wanted you, oh oh,
now, I can't have you...''
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Listening to 'Prenzlauerberg' and 'Bandenburg' just makes me dream and quit reality for some minutes. This is, I think, among the things I feel the immense need of doing (as I might have already mentioned in past posts). Leave. Escape, quit, give up, having been led astray, you can call it anything you like, I don't care, I just feel it. I just want it. It is all a matter of 'now or never', every single feeling, motion or motivation must be considered like this... I want to get rid of all that stupid, matterless things that keep me from breaking the limit, my limits, the ones I set myself, to myself... No, I can't do this to me, I can't permit my life to be wasted on nothing really worth of it.
It' s magical how songs, conversations and hopes make dreams and plans come instantly true, no matter how feasible this is... but, hell, who's to judge that? Who's to tell us whether our dreams can come true? Who sets the limits?
And yes, it is us who do so. It it only us that is left i nthe end... Just us.
All these may sound nonsense, I apologise... I bet it's due to the lack of sleep and peace of mind I (enforce myself to?) undergo- yes, I am self-destructive in case you are wondering. I need to take a break and stop thinking for a while. And wish for the next 12 or 13 weeks to pass quick (it's the time remaining until I sit those damn finishing exams in order to enter the university...any university actually, I just need this terrible mess to end, as said in previous post of mine...-what a stagnancy!)
Whatever. I still believe that everything will be alright and peaceful and less perplexing in some time... I do (really!)! Goodnight, everyone and expect colourful days, clouds and waves..
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Sa me amala oro khelena
oro khelena, dive kerena
Romano dive, amaro dive
amaro dive
EDERLEZI
