she stays the same

it is time to dream again...


NOW!

free falling...

Originally uploaded by liekeroomijs

plötzlich ist der boden nicht mehr da





und man muss trotzdem stehen.

spectacular mistakes

Ofereceu o corpo para dar à luz os demónios da ironia...






... e sangrou toda a noite. todos os dias.

Yes.

There's no life like the movies. no kiss caught up on the rain. no violins in loneliness. no looks with thousand words. no sunlights hidden in the palm of your hands. no shiny red shoes on grey sidewalks. no rainbows in the taste of your lips. no memories saved from harm. no clocks running counter clockwise. no happy end. no end.


And if the moon should stop on my skin it will be just for a little while. a little while.

plastic doll

There was in fact a plastic body on the floor of my brain. and it did look like mine.

Cleanliness : illusion

Berlin.
Originally uploaded by Sandra Beijer

We'd never want to touch
a bed again, a sofa or a chair,
if we could see the things that live in there.
There's millions of them; loads of things with legs.
They fornicate and then they lay their eggs.
They think our dirt is lovely; they survive
by eating what we shed. They are alive
'cause bits of us are dead...



Sally Potter, Yes