Tuesday, January 06, 2009

What is It?

The language is so restrictive that i cant even understand it when i practice explaining it . . . . . to myself.

Sunday, July 20, 2008

Evil Queen

The Big Leaf

The Evil Queen with The Big Leaf


Saturday, July 12, 2008

Morning Sun

Friday, July 11, 2008


sunset from me front yard.

Wednesday, July 09, 2008

100 years old, missjudgement

Tuesday, July 08, 2008


Tell me the meaning of success and ill show you the meaning of failure.
Success is a smooth running village.

"Failure is a Flaming village."

Friday, June 20, 2008

Seasons in the mist

The last days, where we live inside our seasons success and failure, if we could live here forever. As the chime that dances on the warm morning breeze plays his tiny, lazy song, warm fat dogs dreaming in the steaming weeds are woken by the restless call of wolves... who wish only to run in the fallen bracken. Time quickens her step. The dancing chime sings now a song of cool impatience. Smooth white rays wash now the sticky golden beams of summer. Now. Things look different, closer, less familiar... the Sun rises. Like an approaching stranger we mistook for an eternal friend.