Monday, August 20, 2012

Deo Optimo Maximo

I'm fine. Thank you.
You're fine. Thank you.




Hello to the world. Hands up high. High and low.


I think I'm going crazy.
I think I'm just exhausted.
I think I'm sick of you.

Don't think too much. It's simple.



I'm looking for you beneath this star-lit sky.
I'm looking for you, and I don't know where to stop.


Such a beautiful night. The clock goes on.

Saturday, August 18, 2012

Pablo Neruda

I love you as certain things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

Thursday, August 2, 2012

Hugo

If you've ever wondered where your dreams come from, look around. This is where they're made.