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"The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence..."

Wed, 20 Feb 2013 21:36:29 +0200

“The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion.”

- Albert Camus

of course, i was interested in witchcraft to begin with

Wed, 20 Feb 2013 19:40:31 +0200

of course, i was interested in witchcraft to begin with

you are my musici dance to your rhythm

Thu, 17 Jan 2013 22:36:58 +0200

you are my music
i dance to your rhythm

our days filled with glittering sandsparkling water burning afternoon sunour nights made of bright...

Wed, 16 Jan 2013 16:00:00 +0200

our days filled with glittering sand
sparkling water
burning afternoon sun
our nights made of
bright shining stars
red ripe moon

we dance through this time of colors
lights, scents, sounds
we move in the same rhythm
with everything

your diamond skin hair painted gold by the sun
the black of your eyes swelling full like the moon radiant piercing me

you are where it all comes together

wasn’t it you who said itit was me who agreedagreed, i believe so,so what is this “how...

Wed, 16 Jan 2013 08:00:14 +0200

wasn’t it you who said it
it was me who agreed
agreed, i believe so,
so what is this “how are you”
you know don’t you
you ask me and I, well, I
I tell you how I am

am I just another passing smile on your lips
lips that sweetly drop these cruel things
things have passed now, changed
changed like the seasons that took you back
back against back we must stand
stand still and then start walking on by
by those raindrops that fall

fall is like that spring was as heavy with clouds
clouds rise and then drop
drop you did me already once
once, after that long night in the rain
rain on our skin
skin against skin in the night
night morning day and then night again
again you go
go and tell me this is it, it’s nothing
nothing to be done, i want to do nothing about it

GAIA

Tue, 15 Jan 2013 18:55:00 +0200

and i saw my mother
who was the earth
as i grew from her
of her my roots draw life.

she smiles now
with her web of energy
and i coil in her lap.

her stories are ancient
and speak of trees
and the wind,
and the trees and the wind
speak of her.

and i dream
the same dreams
as the earth.
as the trees.
as the wind.

SMOKING

Tue, 15 Jan 2013 18:51:21 +0200

Now
Here
Bare
Raw

Coming down
Getting up
Looking out
Staying in

Smoke coiling
Coffee warming
Breath freezing
Fingers numbing
Thoughts running
Music flowing
Pencils tracing

White paper
Tabula rasa

Photo

Fri, 11 Jan 2013 08:51:42 +0200

other-wordly: pronunciation | ne-‘mo-fe-list

Wed, 09 Jan 2013 21:03:04 +0200

other-wordly:

pronunciation | ne-‘mo-fe-list

what we need is a new myth

Fri, 28 Dec 2012 10:40:00 +0200

what we need is a new myth

Audio

Fri, 21 Dec 2012 19:25:00 +0200

The workers of the world may one day, if they cease listening to...

Wed, 19 Dec 2012 08:35:53 +0200

The workers of the world may one day, if they cease listening to their bigoted leaders, organize a brotherhood of man. But men cannot be brothers without first becoming peers, that is, equals in a kingly sense. What prevents men from uniting as brothers is their own base inadequacy. Slaves cannot unite; cowards cannot unite; the ignorant cannot unite. It is only by obeying our highest impulses that we can unite. The urge to surpass oneself has to be instictive, not theoretical or believable merely. Unless we make the effort to realize the truths which are in us we shall fail again and again. As Democrats, Republicans, Facists, Communists, we are all on one level. That is one of the reasons why we wage war so beautifully. We defend with our lives the petty principles which divide us. The common principle, which is the establishment of the empire of man on earth, we never lift a finger to defend.

ghost-host: (via Ganesh by ~msvdrdoom on deviantART)

Tue, 18 Dec 2012 08:32:23 +0200

ghost-host:

(via Ganesh by ~msvdrdoom on deviantART)

Audio

Fri, 14 Dec 2012 13:56:00 +0200

The soul unfolds itself, like a lotus of countless petals.

Mon, 10 Dec 2012 23:25:40 +0200

The soul unfolds itself, like a lotus of countless petals.

Children mustn’t know

Wed, 31 Oct 2012 09:51:00 +0200

Children mustn’t know

Video

Sun, 30 Sep 2012 14:42:23 +0300

Video

Thu, 27 Sep 2012 12:03:59 +0300

Photo

Tue, 25 Sep 2012 20:28:36 +0300

Idioot

Sun, 23 Sep 2012 01:18:58 +0300

Idioot