Και μην ξεχνάς:
posted by schottkey at 09:42
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
About Me
- Name: schottkey
- Location: Cloud 1001011
Thinking of the other's dreams, of corridors winding in upon themselves, muted tints of ancient carpet . . . An old man, a head made of jewels, a taut pale face with eyes that were mirrors . . . And a beach in the wind and dark.
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4 Comments:
Το μεν πνεύμα πρόστυχο, η δε σαρξ ask the niece.
What we know from life might be a useless junk info for wasting that unbeatable thing called time.
And i think the only weapon against time is love. A warm gun..
Να λοιπόν και οι sufi..
"Love came,
and became like blood in my body.
It rushed through my veins and
encircled my heart.."
i wish some people i know could use love that way..
not all, some people are blessed with love's blinding light..
"Love is an Avenue of Stars, and if it is light years away
One day I'll get there nursing tired feet
Happy beyond words to be on that street"
-Paddy McAloon
:)
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