Saturday, August 27, 2011

Where are you going? .......... East-iş...


Once upon a time there was a crooked tree and a straight tree


Through the roof And undreground


Something about being here with you reminds me of that. It's just, I don't know, it's just weird to me that you can feel that in a place like this. We're all...


You know what? Most of the people that I knew before I got here were either half dead or just completely dead already.
You know, completely dead. And you're doing pretty good, Zia.


It only happens if it doesn't matter. It comes without effort.

Friday, August 19, 2011

Parallel Universe



Trust me, it's paradise


This is where the hungry come to feed. For mine is a generation that circles the globe and searches for something we haven't tried before. So never refuse an invitation, never resist the unfamiliar, never fail to be polite and never outstay the welcome. Just keep your mind open and suck in the experience. And if it hurts, you know what?
It's probably worth it.


But in the haze of infatuation, it's just what you've been searching for all these years


Anywhere you go,desire is desire. The sun cannot bleach it,
nor the tide wash it away


 I was waiting for it to hit me



 And me, I still believe in paradise. But now at least I know it's not some place you can look for, 'cause it's not where you go. It's how you feel for a moment in your life when you're a part of something, and if you find that moment... it lasts forever...

Stay here with me, We'll start a jazz band


I tried taking pictures, but they were so mediocre.
I guess every girl goes through a photography phase. You know, horses... taking dumb pictures of your feet.