Frailty

a much needed word
if one is to say
anything about the world.

Grey is the colour

Crystal Palace Gardens, Porto, Portugal

Death comes to us all

Death comes to you
But mainly not for you

Would that be not the case
And it would be easier:
one can always dance with death
when it comes for us

But when it slights you only
Striking those around you
Those whom you did not yet

learn to lose

Such rage can only be seasoned with tears
And truly, such lesson hardly learnt.

But you know you're only fooling
your depths of darkness and anguish

One day It will come for you
And not only to you.

Pray rage has then given place
To something else

For it would be shameful
To leave life in (such) anger.

Sinead gone hawaiian

Love is everywhere you can see it

near Covent Garden, London, England

Truth be told (v)

life is smoother under the influence.

The neighbourhood forgotten threads

the white light night at, Travessa do Jasmim, Lisbon, Portugal

This here is not the present

Remember this:
for it happened already.

The only reply, an optional comma

As do I you always, love.

As it so remains

rouge et noir, through the looking-glass

There are rivers, there can be bridges

The chairman said:

We will cross that river when we come to it.

A home

You go about the new house
looking, touching, watching for
the things that make a home

The creek of the wood
beneath your feet
The command of your voice
through the walls
would be places to put
the perfect piece of furniture

The rug settles the living room
The bottles on the shelves
amidst the books are original
There are flowers descending
from the lamp in the library

Already clothes mark certain spots
A scarf or loosen tie
A pair of shoes under a table
Hides from visiting friends

When you look out the window
It is now your place you see
Your life on the outside
As yours inside becomes.

Life happens

Over a window, Lisbon, Portugal

What you fear

hubris.

The rumbling and the crumbling

I have been to the edge of the abyss
And did not jump.

For fear of fulfilling it
With my mind.

God,

if the devil is six
let it be like this:

Tricia Helfer as Number 6

the Wolf

I went into the house of the wolf
and sat at his table.
To the words of the wolf I replied against
And left the house of the wolf unharmed.
And proud.

Plea

sometimes
not to reply
is the only way to reply.

so thus
as to the declaration of
love
- in its infinity -
only silence can be.

(for the closest match
- in size and nature -
it is)

so not to shame or diminish
its everythingness.

Now we are here

some kind of stranger, through the Looking-Glass

The peacock tree

The peacock tree is a tree I ran into one day in Lisbon. Its branches were full of peacocks, four to be exactly, which I gather is a lot for any tree. They were just standing there, reminding me of an old portuguese tv show, A Árvore dos Patafúrdios. I took the pictures, almost continuously, with all the effects my mobile phone camera can provide. And thus, The Peacock Tree.

taste the earth

and once you pour the crimson wine into your 85% cocoa chocolate filled mouth, you know.

The peacock tree

SonyEricsson V800, Lisbon, Portugal

And so

to fuck the idea of you.

I love your body

but what I love the most
of you
is the Idea of you.

For with ideas we can do anything.

And settle we
will not
for something less.

The peacock tree

SonyEricsson V800, Lisbon, Portugal

waterlike

when it rains I feel closer to you.

You are

my heartbeat.

The peacock tree

SonyEricsson V800, Lisbon, Portugal

Game, set, match

We are a match
set to set our world on fire.

outside the realm of reality

it is not to feel
but what one feels for.

The peacock tree

SonyEricsson V800, Lisbon, Portugal

the little circle

we went to the north shore and we drew our little circle, we said, this will be our little circle. We know that the world is big and perilous, we know that all is uncertain and terrible, but inside this circle we know ourselves, we know each other. Nothing will harm us. Forgive us for this weakness but we are fragile beings, though we fight to show otherwise. Inside this circle we are more than friends and family, we are we, to become such we fought in each others arms and trusted no one else. We are we, I say this and we all agree. Inside this little circle. At the north shore.

Do it from inside

once you become the canon
you must transgress.

The peacock tree

SonyEricsson V800, Lisbon, Portugal

Until then

One day I will sit down and say:

I've been to the shore and laughed at the raging sea.

Public displays

only of affection, thus of wealth.

Allverse

You were my Big Bang.
And everything after.

Larger than life

London, England

The National Interpol

First came the slow hands,
the slow show then begun
and now I am all fired up.

Letting yourself go

Not a risk I am willing to take
but
A desire I will have you accomplish.

For I will be there.

Let it link, let it

reap.

Where one isn't but we all are

Here, London, England, Everywhere

I to Y

I love the mist in mysticism.

Of Libra

off balance.

Night light

skyline, cityscape, Lisbon, Portugal

All hands on deck at dawn

The ship may dock but it never stops.

Common Law

When there is a political will there is a legal way.

I'm yours, Tania

NEE, Antwerpen, Belgie

Please, do the same to me

I'll take you as you are.
Or I won't.

The Hearth of Soul

G&G, Tate Modern, London, England

Roadmap

An old man playing with toys.

The presence (of Eros)

You have to love to watch her sleep.

Diels

22B119

Character

Mértola, Alentejo, Portugal

Political positioning

Capitalism has worked for me
but me ain't alone in the world.

2:7.

...stop letting yourself be pulled in all directions.

Meditation

the gods ensure that one lives as nature demands.

Portrait of the artist as a young dog on his thirtieth birthday

Easily

I don't get off so

Heart and soul

today, through the Looking-Glass

Clean up your act

Even if yours is dirty.

Life, mostly a disease

A virus that shuns the body
And spurns the mind
or
A virus that shoves the body
And spears the mind
?

Rituals of

Through the Looking-Glass

Riddle

you can only accept it if you already have it.

I can feel her coming

That's it.

There's nothing else.

Get it right

people matter.

Do not be

Be_come.

Deepwater overload

Scorpio rising red.

Design for living

Chefchaouen, Morocco

I try to avoid it as much as I can

L'amour physique est sans issue.

On the windshield

A weeping heart made of rain.

Praise to intuition

Trust the metaphor.

Eros fairest among

How do you live god?

Almighty

Mértola, Alentejo, Portugal

Path

To soothe
not to wither.

If you know what I mean

It is good to be alive.

is blind

Prague, The Czech Republic

Symptom

If you're not proud of it

it is not love.

Death: the high cost of living

You really are a child.
You know, ennui is insufficient reason to commit suicide.

A lash of dawn

Antwerpen, Belgium

Anger Management

a way to be. Me.

You know how it is called

To be alone in the middle of you.

Have some fruit

Chapultepec, Ciudad de, Mexico

Taste&Tell

I have to
before I can

Thus ends Wincing The Night Away

A Comet Appears



One hand on this wily comet,
Take a drink just to give me some weight,
Some uber-man I'd make,
I'm barely a vapor

They shone a chlorine light on,
A host of individual sins,
Let's carve my aging face off,
Fetch us a knife,
Start with my eyes,
Down so the lines,
Form a grimacing smile,

Close your eyes to corral a virtue,
Is this fooling anyone else?
Never worked so long and hard,
To cement a failure,

We can blow on our thumbs and posture,
But the lonely is such delicate things,
The wind from a wasp could blow them,
Into the sea,
With stones on their feet,
Lost to the light and the loving we need,

Still to come,
The worst part and you know it,
There is a numbness,
In your heart and it's growing,

With burnt sage and a forest of bygones,
I click my heels,
Get the devils in line,
A list of things I could lay the blame on,
Might give me a way out,

But with each turn,
It's this front and center,
Like a dart stuck square in your eye,
Every post you can hitch your faith on,
Is a pie in the sky,
Chock full of lies,
A tool we devise,
To make sinking stones fly,

And still to come,
The worst part and you know it,
There is a numbness,
In your heart and it's growing.

The Shins

Mind the paradox

between the lines.

Simplicity

Just give me my car and an open road and I'm happy.



Steve McQueen

And if I never,
live to see another day
I guess that would have to be alright by me see
How come we never say what it is that we wannna say
Is this just another way to be mean ?
Mean?
Mean?
Not Steve McQueen
Or "Free of Worry "

And if you never
have the need to look the other way
But how could this be good for me?
Lets hope we always prevail to love, to take a pill or take a pause
But this is not at all what it seems
Seems
Seems
Seems
(Or take me serious)

Make sure we never
Ever stand in each others way
When you got something that you got to say that’s real
Look to each other that’s a thing that we're gonna do from now on
That’s what we're gonna do
for you

Lambchop

Trigger with care

intensity is a loaded gun.

(No) small talk

So, you've been around
Yes
I've been around too. That doesn't impress me.
I don't want to impress you.
Your mouth, though, impresses me.
...
It's fleshy and juicy.
I didn't know a mouth could be fleshy and juicy.
Neither did I.

On the importance of words

I miss lying to you in bed.

I miss lying with you in bed.

Street talk

and then, Antwerpen, Belgium

The Secretary (Syndrome)

Live to file another day.

Everything will be alright

Keep the pace.
Look mean.
Act cool.

Me too

Kieslowski, 1, Warsow, Poland

Unleash with care

intensity is a raging dog.

Up, close and personal

A'dam, The Netherlands

Fall back and regroup

a trusted lieutenant
suddenly
tells me.

Orberose

Spinoza's Ethics contemplates me, and so do bills and rubbish on the table. There's really no way to get there but from the inside. Of course, I'm not talking about the table. And this is goodbye.

Of(f) Babel

Ciudad de, Mexico

My own private liberalism

Freedom is the only thing that binds us.

bring sb up

each new person
is a delivery.

and the corresponding pain.

Blooming Difference

The tree
has many branches
many flowers
many fruits.

Selfelseness

One must allow him self to be an other.

Or something

Antwerpen-Berchem, Belgium

The Rose is without an explanation

Self-consciousness is the downfall of Men.

The heart (wrestling) of the matter

And then Pluto and Neptune sat.

While Jupiter and Saturn cheered.

Please

Will you teach me my name?

Over layers of Men

Ciudad de, Mexico

True Religion

My only belief is the body.

There's a Lux at the end of the tunnel

If it weren't for tea
what would be
of me?

Just call him Mr. Coolsome

Rachmaninov on the way in,
Bach on the way out.

Ethics

Dawn modelled it, Gloom took it

Induction

all feelings are self-induced.

Wherever you are

Welcome to the Fall.

And the monster of the Loch thereof

It is all a matter of light
Ness.

Spill in' art

Brussel/Bruxelles

and the devil is six

The years match the bullets.

Cool&Sweet

her name was ice-cream.

A certain longing

Sometimes I miss Spain.

Strolling through freedom

Washington, D.C., the U.S. of A.

This is not an abortion post

I am pro-choice.

A while is all there is

you can only foul them for a while.

that's ok. (a while is all I need)

Goodness Gracious

I said: I'm trying to be a Good person;
And
She said: I'm trying to be a Good person too.


And that was when Evil invaded me.

Betray.

It is the only way.

Oh, how I would like to rebel against my own love

The curse of the flame is
that it never stands still.

Double

Tolkien funny

If people on Earth have sex do people on Middle-earth have middlesex?

Histoire d'O

Live too fast.
Live to fast.

Hearing empaired

I can here
beyond your skin.

Keep trying

It is very hard to be above the current social hypocrisy level.

To speak one's mind all the time would render life _______.

A bridge over

the Tagus river, Lisbon, Portugal

Massive (heart) Attack

This girl I know needs some shelter
She dont believe anyone can help her
Shes doing so much harm, doing so much damage
But you dont want to get involved
You tell her she can manage

And you can't change the way she feels
But you could put your arms around her

I know you want to live yourself
But could you forgive yourself
If you left her just the way
You found her

This is not a Lebanon post

It is hard to be alive, sometimes.

Shot to pieces

Prague, The Czech Republic

Modern alchemy

I want to harm you in a way that you can forgive (me).

I play by the rules of faith

First Rule of Faith - Things in which we have Faith may not exist;
Second Rule of Faith - The First Rule of Faith has nothing to do with Faith;
[...]

To whom it may concern

The Kilkenny Celtic Festival will take place from 29 September to 8 October this year.

A mirror

The level of attraction should stand in direct relation to the use of the body

Let's light Prague up

Truth be told (iv)

I do the best I can with the motivation I have.

Respect

Days of Saturn

A question of vow(els)

He could not distinguish
between
to live and to love.

In bed as in life

He did not fuck,
he got fucked.

A_long(ing)

Strindbergh's Stockholm, Sweden

The Lemon Tree Redemption

He had a plan to escape himself.

The space between us

She was a liability because of her lie ability.

The future is no place to place your better days

Dave Matthews

Bios versus Zoe

The overrated versus the underdog.

Rage, rage

against the dying of the light, Alentejo, Portugal

Ment to be (happy)

Amateur whiner meets amateur winer&diner.

Her

Normality. I let her have a precious gift: time. It is my reward, in a sense. For I know how it works, I know it well. Time sometimes bends, tickles, hicks and jumps. And there goes normality out the window, through a banged door, a maddening phone call, a crysome conversation. Nothing of her remains then. Nor could it be any other way. It's the price she pays, normality, for the time given to her. When all life brakes loose new rules apply, all is made possible, all is written anew.

Reality check

Once stripped from words what remains of human?

Kafka-esque

Prague, Czech Republic

The Stranger (than Paradise)

I am a stranger in/to my own life.

Reason less

Above and beyond reason.

Where one ends and one begins

Ludwig Wittgenstein and Ibn'Arabï

Pong

I come and I become.

Fooling around (her)

I sigh at the sight of her thighs.

Enter the Wittgensteinian Paradox

Whom do you thank?

What. To what do you thank?

Jarmusch gone czech

Prague, The Czech Republic, [coffee] and cigars

Stargazing

I always fail
for I am always aiming for the stars.

Loosen (up)

I like to lose among friends.

First

the hardest time.

Wittgenstein gone czeck

Let the Mucha out of the box.

Shakespeare&Sons (study)

Jean Seberg writing the Great American Novel
While the bard sings out loud
and all the while I can't stop thinking
that beauty bewilders me

So what if she is a lesbian
set to brake all the straight hearts
and then some?
So what if she has the hips
too narrow
And breasts too large
And that makes no sense?

Oh, God! I love your senselessness!

Jean keeps reading from her Mac
Keeps writing into the oversized
rouge et noir notebook.
She's distressed - I can tell
Something eludes her, she has
the vision and the places and the names
It's the feeling that lacks
that soothing - but stabing - quality
that comes with all great novels.

Or then, it is the aching,
just a letter to the absent girlfriend,
I think, as she leaves.

Temple of Love

I'm not saying it doesn't mean anything, but why does it have to mean everything?

When Harry met Sally

Évora, Portugal

Refusing

Severe severing.

And the joy

When the Sisters sing I feel all the pain that I have ever endured.

This is not Whitman

Perpetually I am shattered by the world
So shattered,
I am the world.

A question of hs*

Are you hungry. No, I ate.
Are you angry. No, I hate

* Thanks to Michael Cunningham

Weathered

Going slow is the way to go.

But if going down, do it fast
Go out with a blast.

I can hear him

Everytime someone puts on a mask in this world
Dionysus laughs.

Roses are red

at a street, Stockholm

Every other Guy

Fawkes would be proud.

Anthesteria

I sleep very little and each day I wake closer to madness.

Do not you understand?

I love you with no me in it.

The everlasting pain

He opened the box. The things inside of it did not hurt anymore. That hurt.

Sense&Sensibility

I want to make you come
to your senses.

Evil

To do is not to be.

Dispersed

I have no feelings of my own

First,

I saved my body
and
then
my body saved me.

Adam&Eve

at a table, Georgetown, U.S. of A.

Bearing

the power to make someone happy is a terrible one.

plus, embrace the body

relinquish the mind and ye
shall have the soul.

secretkeeper: a gift

...so, all the rivers flow to me
and I flood no land.

Punctuation

1. Just a desire for your well-being;
2. Just a desire for your... well, being.
3. Just a desire for your well being.

Note to self

Before you plunge, know the horizon.

A hundred posts

Discourse, which belongs to the essential state of Dasein's Being and has a share in constituting Dasein's disclosedness, has the possibility of becoming idle talk.

Being and Time, Martin Heiddeger

I confess(ionalism)

My mind is not right

Robert Lowell (March 1st, 1917 - September 12th, 1977)