A poem i wrote tonight:

Now i`m about to stuble again for shure
The red
The glimz of bliss i crave to kiss
And then the mystery- The beautiful scare
The blue
The tear behind the flirt you share
A fragile little pearl

So is it this way you want me?
Like a tease you can hide in
Like a glass of vine you can ride in
The purple
The other language our hearts hide
Tell me did the black horses we ride
know you well
Like the little drop of time
where i saw into your shell

To really feel dissapointed and unsatisfied in your everyday life
-is your soul who tries to take responsibility.

That thought makes me wanna wake the fuck up and listen.

QUOTE FOR TODAY

"The mind is like a parachute.
It don`t work until it`s open."

-F Zappa

In case you did not know:

A new pic to the collection

Hello to all of you beautiful freaks.
I have added a new photoart-collection to my profile.
This is a photo of my dream girl- spooky weird beauty

Greetings from Norway. For those who are into alternative art.
I have added a new photo-album on my profile with my own artwork.
More to come. Enjoy
This is one of them:

Greetings from Norway.
I will in the future create my own web-site, but i need a little help to do that.
I`m into alternative art. Yeah, and girls. I guess thats why i am here now