Cygnus. |
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Posted by Beren on Fri, 11 Jan 2008 02:12:00 PST |
Existential. |
There used to be all of these illusory importantthings going on to keep me occupied, and then there were important things, and now there's nothing. Just this moment of sitting here listening to a new ...
Posted by Beren on Sun, 09 Sep 2007 11:56:00 PST |
Iceland. |
I live by the oceanAnd during the nightI dive into itDown to the bottomUnderneath all currentsAnd drop my anchorThis is where I'm stayingThis is my home...
Posted by Beren on Sun, 24 Jun 2007 11:35:00 PST |
Clair de lune. |
Votre âme est un paysage choisiQue vont charmant masques et bergamasquesJouant du luth et dansant et quasiTristes sous leurs déguisements fantasques.
Tout en chantant sur le mode mineurL'amour vainqu...
Posted by Beren on Sat, 03 Mar 2007 07:40:00 PST |
Fickle Cycle! Fickle Cycle! Fickle Cycle! |
I love that feeling when you actuallylisten to a song you used to skip overfor the first time and realise how muchyou like it. They are like gems that areright under your nose but that younever hear. ...
Posted by Beren on Thu, 01 Mar 2007 10:22:00 PST |
I remember learning how to dive. |
I remember a lot of things.
I actually do remember learning how to dive.I can remember the day and the sun beatingdown on my bare skin and the goggles thatmy aunt gave to me. I remember my dadtelling ...
Posted by Beren on Wed, 28 Feb 2007 10:58:00 PST |
And summer will make good for all of our sins. |
This year has been so long. In a couple bad ways but in a lot of good. It'll be nice to have some time to decompress though. I'm really looking forward to summer.
I used to think that as you got older...
Posted by Beren on Tue, 27 Feb 2007 10:30:00 PST |
There's a certain feeling. |
It fills you up when you feel empty and lost. It makes everything alright. You should try it sometime. You dont have to talk about it or think about it or even know that it's there. It just is and tha...
Posted by Beren on Wed, 21 Feb 2007 12:02:00 PST |
Death is a tragic thing, yet holds a distinct beauty. |
Oh thou that liftest up thy hands in prayer,Robed in the sudden ruin of glad homes,And trampled fields which from green dreaming wokeTo bring forth ruin and the fruit of death,Thou pitiful, we turn ou...
Posted by Beren on Mon, 29 Jan 2007 02:58:00 PST |
Laika, we miss you. |
It's good to compare. Like Ingemar and Saga.
Sometimes life is like being launched into space for human progress. We just orbit over and over, watching the lives of those down below. And as we eat the...
Posted by Beren on Mon, 22 Jan 2007 11:15:00 PST |
