Sunday, July 12, 2009

to the night

Dreams seen through woken eyes
Nocturnal sunsets hold no surprise
Its thoughts and work and all else fails
Walking day dreams awaiting betrayal
My pillows dent is not my own
But a gravity that puts my life on loan
Red stems grow in the way I see
Everyone's asleep but wait...not me

-okis

Into The Wild

"...the sea's only gifts are harsh blows and, occasionally, the chance to feel strong. Now, I don't know much about the sea, but I do know that that's the way it is here. And I also know how important it is in life not necessarily to be strong but to feel strong, to measure yourself at least once, to find yourself at least once in the most ancient of human conditions, facing blind, deaf stone alone, with nothing to help you but your own hands and your own head."

Hilltop Hoods



Priscilla Ahn


Radical Face


Wrapped In Piano Strings (http://www.mediafire.com/?zycwtmojwqd)

Okis