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Journal Entry: Thu Oct 4, 2012, 12:40 PM
Katatonia - The Longest Year
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~*~

my thoughts redefined
how cold is the flame
of our uncompromising future
how cold is the sun






confront the guilt and try to overcome
do not go away
I'm not there yet

~*~

tomorrow the autumn is perfect!


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. : d A f o l i o : d A s h o p : R e d B u b b l e : F a c e b o o k : .
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Hopes and dreams, tears and smiles. Painful memories and wishful thinking. Tranquil days and new beginnings. Seeing raindrops turn into diamonds and darkness into fairytales. Never growing up, and still trying to grow. Making mistakes. Waking up to a new day with a smile on your face. Chasing snowflakes and getting your feet wet just because that's the way it's meant to be. Whispering while talking to yourself, even though you'd know no one's there anyway. Saying "I love you" and really knowing what it means. Declaring Bob Dylan as a genius 'cause there can be no other, and that's what you remember your brother used to say. Listening to music while your life turns into a music video. Being yourself 'cause that's all you ever really have to be. Waiting for a bright future without really caring if there will ever be one 'cause today is just fine. Being content with what you have while holding on to your dreams. Remembering to breathe 'cause being alive is ok afterall.

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sometimes this is my life

...
I looked in the mirror, but something was wrong.
I saw you behind, but my reflection was gone.
There was smoke in the fireplace as white as the snow.
A voice beckoned gently “Now it's time to go”.
A requiem played as you begged for forgiveness.
“Don’t touch me!” I screamed,
"I’ve got unfinished business."
...
White lies - Unfinished Business


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"Like historians, photographers offer not reflections of reality but representations of it." - Peter Burke, New Perspectives on Historical Writing, 2nd ed., 2001

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. : yes, ofcourse it hurts : .

Of course it hurts when buds burst.
Otherwise why would spring hesitate?
Why would all our fervent longing
be bound in the frozen bitter haze?
The bud was the casing all winter.
What is this new thing, which consumes and bursts?
Of course it hurts when buds burst,
pain for that which grows
and for that which envelops.

Of course it is hard when drops fall.
Trembling with fear they hang heavy,
clammer on the branch, swell and slide -
the weight pulls them down, how they cling.
Hard to be uncertain, afraid and divided,
hard to feel the deep pulling and calling,
yet sit there and just quiver -
hard to want to stay
and to want to fall.

Then, at the point of agony and when all is beyond
help,
the tree's buds burst as if in jubilation,
then, when fear no longer exists,
the branch's drops tumble in a shimmer,
forgetting that they were afraid of the new,
forgetting that they were fearful of the journey -
feeling for a second their greatest security,
resting in the trust
that creates the world.


-Karin Boye

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*martaraff Feb 24, 2013
Thank you*
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Mood: Delighted *BearLakeBecky Feb 24, 2013  Hobbyist Photographer
Wonderful gallery!
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Mood: Love *ChloeClik Feb 24, 2013  Student General Artist
Welcome to :iconnatureweb: and thanks so much for joining. :hug: I really hope you enjoy being part of the nature loving family. :D 
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*Lenmanaa Feb 24, 2013  Hobbyist Photographer
:iconballoonplz: Thanks for joining :iconwater-and-nature-art:. We appreciate your support and we are glad to expose your art. :iconhappehdanceplz:

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Gorgeous photos. :)
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