Always, no, sometimes think it's me, but you know I know when it's a dream...

...I think, er no, I mean, er yes but it's all wrong. That is I think I disagree.

This is the shadow of myself.

Wandering deep inside me,

it craves for my dreams

and kills my passion.

*

Sometimes I feel like smoke,

visible yet so immaterial.

My body, my heart,

my feelings and soul.

My life.

Everything.

Unlikely to be touched.

***

Sometimes

I wish I could leave,

I wish I could love,

I wish I could be different,

I wish I could change into a million things.

But in the end

all that is left

is stil me.

Midnight surrounds you with moonlight, makes you proud, last night oh we were running around...

A Sunday walk in the city, makes a silent post full of dreams and expectations though, as i' ve run out of lyrics, but got plenty of photographs to share...

Wouldn't you love to live over there?

Having a spectacular view of a strange town, spread right down your feet...

And as the night gets darker, it carefully and secretly covers all the lights, our brightless faces and lives, and all the beautiful things around us that we pass by, without taking a simple look at, even though they crave for our attention...

Images of broken light

which dance before me like a million eyes

That call me on and on across the universe

Thoughts meander like a restless wind

inside a letter box

they tumble blindly as they make their way

across the universe...

(by The Beatles)

Au revoir à tous et à toutes xx

I'll sing of the usual spin, getting sadder and older, oh love

Marching to the sea

their dreams stay in the shadows
their dreams stay firmly rooted in the shallows

See the scraping sky

See my destination there tonight

See the scraping sky

Far beyond the shallows

Far beyond the reaches of the shadows

Let's go and sit by the seashore!

It's really beautiful at this time of the year...

...mid - June...

...the sea is waiting for us!
Where are you, my lover?
What melody will lead you back home?

Haven't you seen the swimmers yet
playing with their own shadows?
The reflection of themselves
has always been the best way to gamble their time on,
and the reflection of their lovers

the best possible way to gamble their lives on.

Sea Within a Sea

Some say we walk alone

Barefoot on wicked stone no light

and sanctuary found never waits around awhile

I have seen the waves breaking onto the rocks

while trying to hug them...

and felt 'the wind in my hair,

a flood in my tear'

How the wave runs wild!

Though youth may fade with boyhood´s cares

New fear will catch us unawares

I know it will...

******

Photos by me, except the one my hair shows, which was taken by my friend... They were all taken in the beach near my grandmother's house - I paid her a visit this weekend with my family and best friend. The words in the italics are from the 'Sea within a sea' song by The Horrors, rest mine ('What melody will lead you back home' was inspired from the 'Cliquot' song by Beirut actually!).

School is over at last, however that doesn't really mean I'm going to rest until September the 11th,I think, that school starts again. I'm going to study quite hard -I'm supposed to,actually, but I'll try to make it anyway-to prepare myself for the final exams that I am to sit in less than a year, in order to enter the University (I want to study primarily Psychology and then Drama and Art in general). I feel like having lots and lots of things to do, learn, feel and offer in my life, and this final school year will be harsh but totally decisive in those prospects of mine...feeling like life gets shorter and shorter however long my dreams and needs are getting day by day, a dead-end that seems to be created in that dream-maker maze of my mind...

*****

Set your sail now, it's time we left...

Au revoir à tous et à toutes xx

Lights

Turn the fading lights on
as I'm trying to recall my future,

the way I was told it would be...

...while my image keeps on

fading and melting through old photographs.

It don't look right
In broad day light

It don't feel right to me

How long will this take?

How long must I wait?

My heart is sinking

What were we thinking?

I can't fake this anymore...

oh, plainly psychedelic!

*****

Photoshoots by me, taken in various places, most in Venice though. The lines in the italics are coming from the 'Clockwise witness' song, by Devotchka, rest mine.

In this moment of atonement

can you ever forgive me?

Is there something hovering?

It seems to be governing

everything once dear to me...

.

.

Goodnight, everybody, I wish you love and all the best...

Adieu

The stars at night turned you into dust...

Shhh...
Don't bother...

This is nobody knocking on your door

asking for some care.

No, don't bother answering...

This is nothing more

than a confirmation of existence...

Once I wanted to be the greatest

No wind or waterfall could stall me

And then came the rush of the flood

The stars at night turned deep to dust

Melt me down

To big black armour

Leave no trace of grace

Just in your honor

Lower me down

That corporate slob

Make a watch

For a space in town

For the lack of the drugs

My faith had been sleeping

Lower me down

In the end

Secure the grounds

For the later parade

I'll blow out the candles' light

and listen to all my burnt, crystal tears

as they melt upon my face

craving for some flowers to be sprinkled on.

*****

Well, this is me again playing with my old mirror and my camera. Due to the exams period there's no time to spend on taking any more creative pictures, not to mention that damn lack of imagination and prospects on doing anything... So, I used, as well, a couple of pictures my best friend took the other day we were at her place, eating strawberries, cherries and drinking tea, which are the second and the fourth ones from the beginning and I consider much more interesting to mine... The words are coming from 'The greatest' song by Cat Power, except the ones in the italics, which are mine too...

Anyway, at least the days are passing by fast, I can't take this messy situation any longer!

I really wish your days are better and less tiring and boring than mine. Enjoy yourselves in the most surreal posible way! I promise to be more interesting the next time...

Adieu a tous!