If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. (:

Monday 31 August 2009


Well I guess the plan was to write poetry and publish books and make a living from writing poetry. That was a pretty ambitious plan I guess.



It is quite amazing what I didn't feel after a while. I didn't really want to feel things!




Isn't life a series of images that change as they repeat themselves?

Friday 28 August 2009

France, and the whole of Europe have a great culture and an amazing history. Most important thing thought is that people there know how to live! In America they've forgotten all about it. I'm afraid that the American culture is a disaster.
A life without adventure is likely to be unsatisfying, but a life in wich adventure is allowed to take whatever form it will is sure to be short.

Wednesday 26 August 2009

Live well, love much, laugh often!

I love people who make me laugh. I honestly think it's the thing I like most, to laugh. It cures a multitude of ills. It's probably the most important thing in a person.


I'm not interesting in age. People who tell me their age are silly. You're as old as as you feel!

Monday 24 August 2009



Flashing lights, city nights, busy streets, I love New York. There is more sophistication and less sense in New York than anywhere else on the globe.


Sunday 23 August 2009




You see, in life, lots of people know what to do, but few people actually do what they know. Knowing is not enough! You must take action.

Saturday 8 August 2009

Cleopatra had her way, Matahari too!

You can call me a sinner, you can call me a saint. Celebrate me for who I am and delike me for what I ain't. Your love for me will grow because this is who I am, you can like it or not. You can love me or leave me 'cause I'll never gonna stop!

Friday 7 August 2009

Nothing can bring you peace but yourself!




When you find peace within yourself, you become the kind of person who can live at peace with others!

Wednesday 5 August 2009




The only rule is don't be boring and dress cute wherever you go. Life is too short blend in!

Tuesday 4 August 2009

If I ran away, I'd never have the strength to go very far. How would they hear the beating of my heart? Will it go cold? The secret that I hide - will I grow old? How would they hear? When will they learn? How would they know?



I know a boy, a hole in his heart. He said, ''Infinity is a great place to start'' - ''Time is irrelevant, it's not linear''.

Monday 3 August 2009

Missing like crazy!


It's a world of laughter, a world of tears; It's a a world of hopes and a world of fears; There's so much that we share, that it's time we're aware. It's a small world, after all!


I want to be where the sun warms the sky, when it's time for siesta you can watch them go by . Beautiful faces, no cares in this world.
Human nature is so well disposed towards those who are in interesting situations, that a young person, who either marries or dies, is sure of being kindly spoken of.


But what can a poor boy do except to sing for a rock'n'roll band? 'Cause in in sleepy London Town there's no place for street fighting man!

Sunday 2 August 2009



Books were my personal freedom. I learned to read at age three, and soon I discovered there was a whole world to conquer.
To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with robbies and litle luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin your selfishness. But in the casket-safe, dark, motionless, airless--it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable.

The future hasn't happened yet and the past is gone. So I think the only moment we have is right here and now, and I try to make the best of this moments, the moments that I'm in.


Art, as far as it able, follows nature, as a pupil imitates his master; thus your art must be, as it were, God's grandchild.

Saturday 1 August 2009

Worlds are following out like endless rain into a paper cup, they slither wildly as they slip away across the universe. Pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting throught my opened mind, possessing and caressing me. Nothing's gonna change my world!
You don't have to be beautiful to be understood. You don't have to be rich and famous to be good. You just gotta give more than you ever have before. And you got move fast, if you want this good thing to last.