macht aber mehr spaß auf diese art und weise... und selber putzig!
du gefällst mir ja.
läuft also bei dir?
lieber kreis mit brille, du bist putzig. kannst dich gern mal zeigen.
es klappt, es klappt. bewegung, bewegung!
“When she does not find love, she may find poetry. Because she does not act, she observes, she feels, she records; a color, a smile awakens profound echoes within her; her destiny is outside her, scattered in cities already built, on the faces of men already marked by life, she makes contact, she relishes with passion and yet in a manner more detached, more free, than that of a young man. Being poorly integrated in the universe of humanity and hardly able to adapt herself therein, she, like the child, is able to see it objectively; instead of being interested solely in her grasp on things, she looks for their significance; she catches their special outlines, their unexpected metamorphoses. She rarely feels a bold creativeness, and usually she lacks the technique of self-expression; but in her conversation, her letters, her literary essays, her sketches, she manifests an original sensitivity. The young girl throws herself into things with ardor, because she is not yet deprived of her transcendence; and the fact that she accomplishes nothing, that she is nothing, will make her impulses only the more passionate. Empty and unlimited, she seeks from within her nothingness to attain all.”
I'd like to sit outside and talk with you, about being, about the wind. How most days its softness is pleasant and silent, but then, when the gales come one will know what strength lies in things unseen.
I’d love to
“Take me with you. I want a doomed love. I want streets at night, wind and rain, no one wondering where I am.”
Michael Cunningham, from The Hours
“Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
Whiplash girlchild in the dark
Comes in bells, your servant, don’t forsake him
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart
Downy sins of streetlight fancies
Chase the costumes she shall wear
Ermine furs adorn the imperious
Severin, Severin awaits you there”
The Velvet Underground