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I believe in love, in beauty, in the deep eyes of a deep soul, in silence, in dreams, in life. I believe in words and in blue skies, in the raining days and in darkness nights. I believe in the beauty of anyone and in the look of truth that you take in your inside.I believe in poets when they suffer or smile, in days of happiness and in the look of a child. In tears on the sea, hands on a skin, in wild horses on a field, in books of unreal true stories, in the possibility of change and in the importance of some memories. I believe in silence in a conversation, in the power of earth as a nation, I believe in helping and in inspiration, in the sweet and soft light has a friends relation. I believe in the moment you stop, in your imagination, in poets talking to something, in order against a mess, in a beautiful white dress.I believe in something new when the sun goes down, in flowers sleeping at nights, in poems at five o clock, in the strength of innocence, in the thing we do has its consecuence. In water for everyone, in bodies naked under clothes, in take and share, in make mistakes, in forgiveness, riversides, in for ever and sometimes. I believe in a broken, happy, jumper, not empty heart, as soft as strong, sometimes right and sometimes wrong. In being ourselves, in having friends, taking a chance and something else. In loneliness in our room, in open windows, breakfast on bed, in feeling at home overseas mother earth. I believe in the hands of my mother, in the sheet that covers my feet, in the last to go, in having some more, in it is enough, in I do it now and not later, in a white one day newspaper. In the morning at night, in "Hello" on my phone, in the things you do well in the roses smell. I believe when He sings: "You found me in your joy, and there was I, a little boy". I believe in you, do you believe in me? Thank you.Eva
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"The world outside my window.. Dig holes into my brain.. And all the ones before us.. Left nothing but their names" -Letter from Egypt- Morten harket
"This could be the dream of the angels above....To fly on the wings of a woman in love" -Letter from Egypt- Morten Harket
"And should the rain fall after this..It..ll leave no colour on the things I miss..The clouds are empty now inside of me..And in a way I am free..Another mountain there to climb..But I won..t look back just to see where I turned blind..Goodbye love you almost broke my wings..This is my goodbye to that little thing"-Letter from Egypt- Morten Harket
"Sandalwood trees are evergreen
Cut them down
Plant coffe beans
Build no schools
Construct no roads
Mark them as fools
Let ignorance rule
Leave them stranded on their island
Treat them to the tune of silence
Red is cross that cover our shame
Every kingdom, every land
Has its hear in the common man
Silently the tide shifts the sand
Bury my heart on East-Timor
In the coral sands
On golden shores
Buried are those
Who lived their lives
No place to hide for father and child"
-Wild seed- Morten Harket
"I.ve been waiting here for centuries
I.ve lost my sense of time"
-Letter from Egypt- Morten Harket

"I..m deep inside this world now
Got to take a step aside
I..m deeper than I ever was
I must have crossed a line"
-Letter from Egypt- Morten Harket
Morten, the sea is looking at your eyes and feel the deep sadness inside because you took its blue.
I love you because I love you
Morten writing kisses with words and I waiting in my Darkspace to be kissed. Because Morten, you kisses with your voice what comes from lips and every word from you has to be kissed.
Elegance.
"The love you lost with her skin so fair
Is free with the wind in her butterscotch hair
Her green eyes bloom goodbyes
With her head in her hands and your kiss on the lips of anothe
Dream brother, with your tears scattered round the world"
"I love everything that haunts me and never leaves. Like an old flame that has something about her that you can..t resist"
"Its never over, my kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder
Its never over, all my riches for her smiles when I slept so soft against her
Its never over, all my blood for the sweetness of her laughter
Its never over, shes the tear hangs inside my soul forever"
"At the end of the night I feel strange, because I feel I..ve told everybody all my secrets" Jeff Buckley
"Feel not shame for what you are"

"Then we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that we were and the way that we were meant to be"
"Then we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that I was for you and you were for me. And then we danced the night away and turned to each other, say, I love you, I love you, the way that young lovers do" JB

"You are soft and young to me, I am the ghost who comes and goes, and I hope I.ll catch you in the throws of one last look at the wonder" JB

"Music is endless" So Jeff

Video about Salvador Dalí, music by Jeff Buckley
"And alien tears will fill for him Pity..s long-broken urn, For his mourners will be outcast men, And outcasts always mourns"
"The old believe everything,
the middle-aged suspect everything,
the young know everything". Oscar Wilde.

Kissing the ground with naked feet and the air with words in silence trying to speak. Sometimes besides me I find an empty world where words has not place to hide, sometimes I run from them and sometimes to them, sometimes they come from out and sometimes from inside, crossing their ways flying to high. The further can be so near as the breath of a word touching your hair, sometimes they steal bird..s wings flying away not to hurt. Words and more words, the beauty in to say that words can save lifes when someone spoke. Eva
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My Blog

Pies descalzos y poemas repentinos

A María sobre el mar: Se me viene la noche, negra como una pizarraY dibujo en las estrellas, con la tiza de mi almaLos ojos de un niño triste, para que  alargues tus manos rebosantes de esperanza. Tú ...
Posted by on Fri, 01 Aug 2008 18:17:00 GMT

Anything in particular.

I am dreaming before closing my eyes for sleeping, and when I open it in the morning I start dreaming again. This happens since ever, with my feet on the floor and my mind on the clouds I walk up and ...
Posted by on Wed, 25 Jun 2008 19:08:00 GMT

Morten Harket: Diary of a fan. PART THREE

Well, I start this part 3 even not finished part 2, why?, because part 1 and 2 are wrotten in past, finding in my memories. I hope in the next days have time to finish it. But this is the present...
Posted by on Fri, 20 Jun 2008 11:19:00 GMT

Morten Harket: Diary of a fan. PART TWO.

I am very happy to start the continuation of this story. In 1993 Morten is contacted by a Canadian professor for human rights and is given some books about East Timor, from that moment Morten is invol...
Posted by on Wed, 14 May 2008 16:32:00 GMT

Morten Harket: Diary Of a Fan. PART ONE

I have decided to create this blog as a tribute to someone who makes my life happier just with his voice, if his voice is a present to his fans, I want, as a fan, give him this present. From the boy w...
Posted by on Tue, 08 Apr 2008 03:24:00 GMT

Improvisando

 No ha salido el sol todavía, aunque suele levantarse antes que nadie hoy me he adelantado. Me gustaría asomarme a la ventana y ver cómo sale del mar, pero en esta ciudad no hay mar y sólo puedo ...
Posted by on Mon, 07 Apr 2008 14:25:00 GMT