Songs from Liquid Days

I go through all this before you wake up

2009-07-21T01:31:00.004+02:00

Appearance Day

2009-03-29T11:59:00.007+02:00

Drumming&humming at Evita's

Dream on, on to the heart of the sunrise

Oh you sonof..

2009-03-09T00:34:00.002+01:00

Sister lovers water brothers

2009-02-22T17:58:00.003+01:00

Once upon upon there was a mind that went places it shouldn't.

.....................if you're crazy too....

Probably. Probably shouldn't.

...I don't really see..

And they lived happily ~~ever after~~ in the here and now.

...Why can't we go on as

interfuckingmission

2009-01-18T13:31:00.006+01:00

You put your clothes on and you leave me.

Your costume monologues

rock and roll linen

progressive chord

acid velvet.

(There's no set;

we're shooting on location.)

Though while your clothes cover you,

you're out there in the world,

a member of society... however blurry and brownish.

Fuck The Man!

(fuck the man.)

You lure me out of my

San Fransisco floral

Piccadilly patterns

cotton candy.

When my clothes cover me,

I'm playing a part... however liberal the libretto.

Still wrapped in plastic.

Our costumes look good together, yet

better

(ripped)

apart.

(ripped)

off.

Reduced to thread.

From costumes to props.

Rhythm residue on your carpet.

You leave the stage for the orchestra pit.

Curtains close.

Applause.

By the time we get to woodstock

you've assumed a more familiar form.

For only when I see your body do I see your soul.

Only when I see your jazz do I see your blues.

Only when I see your country do I see your folk.

There lies an island.

There lives a piper.

I come when you whistle.

Harvest

2008-12-12T10:51:00.004+01:00

The sky is icy blue and the air is crisp. Cold blue steel and sweet fire. I spent the morning listening to Neil Young. Neil Neil Neil dear old Neil with the gipsy voice and the crazy horse hair. Go look at your eyes, they're full of moon! And post-Neil I tend to get Joni-cravings. Oh, Canada! Like a cigarette after sex or.. or that espresso to go with your whiskey. She's always delicious. Gorgeous and satisfying. Even when she kills me. Be prepared to bleed.

grooves

2008-12-10T10:54:00.002+01:00

You have a scent much like that of library books. Wondrous stories. And incense. And pine cones. Spicy red wine, a touch of purple berries. And the sleeves of those scratchy old records. I spin your vinyl backwards. Trying to decipher hidden messages. I spin your vinyl backwards. Trying to get back on track.

Hawwel ya ghannam

2008-12-07T00:00:00.005+01:00

The sand smells of nutmeg and tangerine. Date trees. Ginger. Cinnamon. Following a star. OM, shanti, shanti, shanti.

BRB

2008-10-29T12:29:00.001+01:00

Dear Paul

2008-06-18T19:00:00.003+02:00

Yeah. I'll still need you.

Imagine this

2008-04-28T19:27:00.000+02:00

Here comes the sun

2008-04-23T20:20:00.007+02:00

"And we got to get ourselves back to the garden" - Joni Mitchell

"Don't keep off the grass" - signs at Friar Park

the plot thickens

2008-03-30T22:11:00.003+02:00

Kaja wrote a play for my birthday.
(ALMOST topping last year's dictaphone.)

Actually, it's more like a film script.

I'll direct it. Who wants to act?
Come on, I know you want to.

Cool thing of the day:

Like warm actor pie...

Ballad #375: Ruby

2008-03-27T12:26:00.003+01:00

(requested by Sergei)

Last night Ruby came to find me
I was floating on sand dunes
And Ruby came to free and bind me

Ruby needed me to save her
She was stranded on a rocky beach
And wanted me to see and crave her

Velveteen and caffeine
You're heartattack and wine, Ruby
Velveteen and heartattack and wine

Ruby on a silver river
Floating on a stream of gold,
Ruby, I want to be delivered

Last night Ruby came to see me
I was drowning in sand dunes
And Ruby came to be and free me

How 'bout a nice cup of whatever

2008-03-03T13:02:00.004+01:00

I have this mean cold going on.

So I'm watching some Jarmusch films and I made coffee (such a fucking bummer not being able to even taste it). I had some tea bags and some hot water but not a seperate mug for the tea so now I'm watching some Jermusch films and drinking coffee flavoured tea in my coffee mug. I cannot fucking taste it, anyway.

That colour up there

2008-02-27T19:15:00.003+01:00

I have to move.

Walk away, run, disappear, reincarnate.

I need to travel.

Fuck it, I need my Infinite Improbability Drive.

and see, she flies/and she is everywhere

That colour up there? Is mauve.

All the world is birthday cake

2008-02-25T18:11:00.003+01:00

Happy George day <3

January hangover

2008-02-03T10:35:00.001+01:00

January is over.

The looonnnngggestestest month of the year.

Not only is it long, but it lingerssssssss...

February? It's really just a long morning after.

I've got this craving for something....
And I try and I try and I cook and I bake but still...

The Great Nothing.

Today is Sunday. A Sunday in grey February.
I just want to explode this January off me.
I'll get my shoes on and walk, walk, walk, walk, under the bridge,
all the way to March.

but give it rain of waiting time/and it will surely pass/blow over

Everything In Its Right Place

2008-01-26T23:50:00.000+01:00

I'm tired. I'm exhausted and emotional.

Why don't I just go to sleep? Why don't I?

I always have to stay awake a little longer, stay alive a little longer.

Stay conscious, even if conscious means drinking too much wine and get spaced out on Radiohead.

Clouds

2008-01-22T23:51:00.000+01:00

When clouds gather it is justifed.

Do.

Present.
Pressure.
Pretend?
Pathetic.

Essence, essentially. Especially.

DO.

When clouds gather it is justified.

Trav'ler of both time and space

2008-01-21T09:06:00.000+01:00

Last night as I closed my eyes I heard strange whispers in a foreign language.

Talk and song from tongues of lilting grace

Sounds caress my ear

What is this dream, I wondered, and where will it take me.

Oh, pilot of the storm that leaves no trace

Like thoughts inside a dream

You've the map that led me to that place

Yellow desert stream

And here I am and it's morning and I still don't understand the place I've just returned from.

Trying to find

Trying to find where I've been

Show Them How Wild It Was (A Maji/Kaja Experience)

2007-12-30T17:52:00.001+01:00

Kaja & I hit the town last night.
O RLY? YA RLY! PARTAY!

Kaja, meet Beer. Beer, meet Kaja.

Coop, we are in a pub.
There are people here.
They are not what they seem.
........But my log does not judge.

Omigosh! We met Paul McCartney!!!

.....And Kurt Cobain!
Social pwnage.

............and we all agreed that it had been a Wild Night Out. W00t!

A Day In The afterLife

2007-12-08T18:58:00.001+01:00

John W. O. Lennon

October 9th 1940 - December 8th 1980

WAR IS OVER.

(If you want it.)

Thingy of the day : Remembering John

Walking in the air

2007-12-03T00:05:00.000+01:00

Philosophy.
Exams.
Matthew.
Croatian nougat.
Gingerbread.
December.
Tangerine.
Shepherd.
Red wine.
Dizzy.
And the more I go inside, the more there is to see.

Cool thingy of the day: The Snowman

Within You Without You

2007-11-29T15:11:00.000+01:00

"The darkness only stays at night-time;
in the morning it will fade away.
Daylight is good at arriving at the right time.
It's not always going to be this grey.

All things must pass,

All things must pass away."

George Harrison
February 25th 1943 - November 29th 2001

"There never was a time when you or I did not exist.
Nor will there be any future when we shall cease to be."
-Krishna

Thingy of the day: Remembering George.

For God so loved the world...

2007-11-19T18:35:00.000+01:00

This essay I'm writing is messing with my energy levels.
So I thought I'd focus on some of the beautiful things in life.
Hare Hare.

chai

fruit

George

candles&incense

Cool thingy of the day:

Trying to touch and reach you

with heart and soul.

Walk all over you

2007-10-22T21:12:00.000+02:00

It's funny how buying shoes makes you happy.

Especially when they're not made of leather.

They smell better, they don't get fucked up by rain, and they're not all...you know....dead and things.

Cool thingy of the day:

COWS!

That Great October Sound

2007-10-10T13:23:00.000+02:00

cool thingy of the day:

October 10th - World Day Against the Death Penalty

Number nine, number nine, number nine.

2007-10-09T14:08:00.001+02:00

........and we all shine on.

Cool thingy of the day: It's Johnny's (and Sean's) biiiirthdayyyy...

Shine, the weather's fine.

2007-09-25T23:11:00.000+02:00

Magical Autumn is here.
I went for a walk the other night....
It was dark and wet and smelled like Christmas approaching.

I know people are saying we've had autumn all summer, but that's not true.
Sure it rained a lot, but nighttime was lighttime,
and the rain smelled of green grass, not yellow leaves.
And the world seemed small and conquerable,
not vast and authoriative.

And another way to tell it's autumn?
I think I'm coming down with something.
Terriffic.

You answer quite slowly

2007-08-28T23:28:00.000+02:00

Daddy just called me from Liverpool.
He didn't say anything but
Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds
was playing in the background.
Then the song ended and he hung up.
Great talk, dad.

Cool thingy of the day :

Liddypool.

mothership neonflash

2007-08-19T22:43:00.000+02:00

you need words
want me to give you things to say
well of songs two thirds
are stolen anyway

here you are
paper cut headlines
leave a scar

your tune depends on lines
so you ask me for a tale
read the neonflash signs
the mothership's sailed

mountainous

2007-08-15T00:16:00.001+02:00

once upon a wonder
(gone upon a wonder)
twice below a lover
(tied below a lover)
wants behind a mountain
(what's behind a mountain?)
hides above the cover
(rise above the cover)

fog will hide intrusion spin the needle of infusion

Anything you wanna do

2007-08-14T00:25:00.000+02:00

I just took you for a walk.

I nearly drowned.

We got a little hit by lightning I think.

(But only a little.)

It just made me love you more.

I solemnly swear.

2007-08-08T05:06:00.001+02:00

Cool thingy of the day:
"Of course it is happening inside your head, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?"

Llama Llama Mushroom Llama

2007-07-29T23:24:00.000+02:00

Marie and I had the bestest little party last night. We watched Paul, Ruthie, Colm, Philip & Judi, and then we died. And then we had beers downtown and then I walked home. In the rain. Some random dude had an umbrella though. He spoke of Tori and The White Album.

Had two sisters, two brothers-in-law, three nieces and two nephews over for dinner today. Mamma actually served some dead animal. Which was... strange, and not like dhal or couscous at all. Whatever, the potatoes were good.

My brother just got back home after six weeks in Peru. He actually got me LLAMA EARRINGS. Silver. I have silver llamas hanging from my ear lobes. Supafly. He also bought a pan flute and a charango. Yay instruments!

..I'm really freaking tired.
Time for me to retire now
and become a duck.
Chickpeas & love.

progression

2007-07-24T13:41:00.000+02:00

And as I float through the forest
of the shadow of Yes
feel the south side of mind
fear the cold even less

Closed is the hedge
Down with a shiver
There are fish in my hair
Bumblebees in my liver

As the path grows thinner
but whiter still
feel the bridge behind
fear my own free will

Exposed is the key
Round gone and sore gone
Made a wish with the pedal
Bumblebees in my organ

And as I stand in the distance
of the shallows of blue
feel the frailty of mine
and the nearness of you

Cool thingy of the day : Roger Dean

I can has a froot?

2007-07-23T12:34:00.000+02:00

My mamma cooks

and it smells good.

My mamma doesn't have

a very strong sense of smell

(like when she fails to notice my incense),

but when my mamma cooks

she'll exclaim

"Look at all the lovely colours!"

and I love her.

Cool Thingies of the day : colourful food & lolbeatlz!

"I think it's a she-squish though."

2007-07-13T00:09:00.000+02:00

...Time for a Random Quotes post. Let us call it a Raquo. Yum, that sounds good, like a supper-esque thing. Probably vegan. Anyway,

Behold, the Raquo.

"When you're drowning, you don't say 'I would be incredibly pleased if someone would have the foresight to notice me drowing and come and help me', you just scream." - John Lennon

Marie: "My camera's name is Squishy."
Mari: "And he shall be yours and you shall call him squishy."
Marie: "I think it's a she-squish though."

"Om du vett om eg har faatt brev fra vigo? eller inntagskontore eller naage i den dúren. 'hei lars. De har kommet inn. Party som d e jávla 1999. Hilsen inntakskontoret.' naage saann. hvis d ikkje har komt, kan mamma ringa inntagskontore i rogaland aa sei 'yo, sönnen min henge me indianere. men han takke "ja" hvis an har komt inn.' " - Peru!Lars

"Weaseling out of things is important to learn. It's what separates us from the animals ... except the weasel." - Homer Simpson

"If you want to know what a man's like, take a good look at how he treats his inferiors, not his equals." - Sirius Black

"Producing the grain that is used to feed farmed animals requires vast amounts of water. It takes about 300 gallons of water per day to produce food for a vegan, and more than 4,000 gallons of water per day to produce food for a meat-eater. You save more water by not eating a pound of beef than you do by not showering for an entire year." - goveg.com

Okay, that's enough.

You feel wiser now, right?

mundo paparazzi mi amore chicka ferdi parasol

2007-07-12T12:42:00.000+02:00

You are 100% Try-Lingual!!

You are quite the Linguist! I suppose you wouldn't be trying to show off to your friends, would you. Splendid job. Time to put the quiz on a blog or email a link to your friends. Check out some of the good quizzes here, but be sure to avoid the bad ones. Auf Wiedersehen! Adieu.

Foreign Words and Phrases
Create MySpace Quizzes

Whateverrrrrrrrrrr.

Cool thing of the day:

Marie goes BLOGSPOT...pwnage!

Raiiiiiinnn, I don't mind.

2007-07-07T18:17:00.000+02:00

I love

rubber boots

mamma's dahlias

rosemary

mandolins

...and how they all remind me of

summer rain.

Cool thing of the day:

Ringo's sixty-freaking-seventh birthday! Woohoo=)

Mornie alantië

2007-06-15T17:17:00.000+02:00

Isn't it good? Norwegian wood.

Presenting Nic

2007-06-10T14:22:00.000+02:00

This is Nearly Headless Nichole,
the best Pez figure I ever owned.

I'll go feed her and take her for a walk in the sun*.

(*doo doo doo doo...and I say...it's alright..little darling)

omg im gooder then you!!!!1

2007-04-27T13:02:00.001+02:00

Your Language Arts Grade: 100%

Way to go! You know not to trust the MS Grammar Check and you know "no" from "know." Now, go forth and spread the good word (or at least, the proper use of apostrophes).

Are You Gooder at Grammar?
Make a Quiz

Diane, I am holding in my hand a small box of chocolate bunnies.

2007-04-16T21:07:00.000+02:00

Kaja got me a TAPE RECORDER!!!

A small, gorgeous, hand-held microcassette recorder.

I always wanted one of these. I now have one. I actually own one. Kaja is my hero.

How cool am I now...??

I am up there with Agent Cooper and Macaulay Culkin!

This being the age of the iPod and all, I actually had a little trouble inserting the cassette. Aw. Cassette. Old-skool?

I'm naming it Coop, because...really, what else?

Power to the voice activation-button!

Hey you.

2007-04-12T14:58:00.000+02:00

I still talk to you, did you know?

When the rain smells of the night I knew I lost you, I tell you how sorry I am.
When I feel like I can't breathe, I take you for a long walk and I let you know that I remember. I let you know that I am grateful for what you taught me, because I know it will make everything better. I just need some time, though. I tell you I just need some time. You understand?
My heart breaks when I talk about her pretty hair, and her wisdom. And how beautiful his voice is. But he's stopped singing. I tell you that he's stopped singing. I miss him.
When I'm still awake at 4 in the morning I scream at your indifference and your ignorance, but then I forgive you and I beg you to please, please stay till I am sleeping. And when I wake up I ask you what you think my dream meant.
When the sun is in the rain, I run outside in search of the rainbow, and when it's there I laugh and I tell you I told you so.
When I listen to that song I know you like, I smile and tell you about how that song still makes me dance.
And when you don't answer I tell you that it's okay; I just want you to listen. There are so many things I have to tell you, still. So many things you need to know. So many things you refused to believe.
I need you to stay a little bit longer.

fragment

2007-04-10T14:48:00.000+02:00

pieces

of you

force me to regret

moments

of trying

so hard to forget

memories

haunt

yet somehow console

pieces

of you

still make me whole

and, behold, there was a great earthquake

2007-04-08T11:36:00.000+02:00

Woman, why weepest thou?

Whom seekest thou?

Fear not ye:

for I know that ye seek Jesus, which was crucified.
He is not here: for he is risen, as he said.

Come, see the place where the Lord lay!

But some man will say,

How are the dead raised up?

and with what body do they come?

So is the resurrection of the dead.

It is sown in corruption; it is raised in incorruption:

It is sown in dishonour; it is raised in glory:

It is sown in weakness; it is raised in power:

It is sown a natural body; it is raised a spiritual body.

Behold, I shew you a mystery;

We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed.

O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory?

Matthew 28, John 20, 1Corinthians 15

now behold the lamb

2007-04-06T18:42:00.000+02:00

Where are you from Jesus?
What do you want Jesus?
Tell me.
You've got to be careful.
You could be dead soon,
Could well be.

But Jesus gave him no answer.

Then saith Pilate unto him,
Speakest thou not unto me?
knowest thou not
that I have power to crucify thee,
and have power to release thee?

You have nothing in you hands.
Any power you have
comes to you from far beyond;
everything is fixed,
and you can't change it.

Every one that is of the truth heareth my voice.

How can someone in your state
be so cool about his fate?
An amazing thing,
this silent king.

the cup which my Father hath given me, shall I not drink it?

To conquer death you only have to die.
You only have to die.

Pilate saith unto him,
What is truth?
And when he had said this,
he went out again unto the Jews,
and saith unto them,
I find in him no fault at all.

I wash my hands of your demolition!

Then answered all the people, and said,
His blood be on us, and on our children.

I will drink your cup of poison.
Nail me to your cross and break me.

For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son.

But he was pierced for our transgressions,
he was crushed for our iniquities;
the punishment that brought us peace was upon him,
and by his wounds we are healed.

Could we start again, please?

Matthew 27/John 3, 18, 19/Isaiah 53/Jesus Christ Superstar

....until that day when I drink it anew with you...

2007-04-05T22:37:00.000+02:00

This very night you will all fall away on account of me,

for it is written:

I will strike the shepherd,

and the sheep of the flock will be scattered.

The end!

This is my blood you drink.

This is my body you eat.

My soul is overwhelmed with sorrow to the point of death.

On Thursday night

you'll find him where you want him.

Far from the crowd,

in the garden of

Gethsemane.

My Father,

if it is possible,

may this cup be taken from me.

Yet not as I will,

but as you will.

Alright.

I'll die.

The Son of man goeth as it is written of him.

One of you denies me.

One of you betrays me.

Surely not I, Rabbi?

Matthew 26/Jesus Christ Superstar

Flamenco Sketches

2007-04-02T22:49:00.000+02:00

drinking honey tonight

kind of gold

it's not a muddy old river (too late for coffeecombos)

and the river is not blood (tastes so bittersobitterandsosweet, well,)

though I drew a map of "canada", oh "canada".

with your face sketched on it twice.

honey burns

tastes like your lips approaching

they brush/lightly by/these lovers/they pass/never touching

please can this be paper please

typed sketches die

father, the sleeper has awakened!

2007-03-09T22:38:00.001+01:00

Ok,
so I'm reading Frank Herbert's Dune. I promised myself I'd finish at least one of the probably 15 books I'm already in the middle of before picking up a new one, but ah...it just looked at me like that, yanno? It was on the table (WHO put it there? huh? huh, who I ask), and it started talking to me..

"Hiya! Yeah, it's time for you to come pick me up now! You've been desiring me for quite some time now. Yes. You desiiiiire me. And honey, who can blame you. Come on. I'M A FREAKING CLASSIC (or at least some science fiction-geeks read me)! Just a peek inside. You know you want to know what I smell like. AND you'd like to watch the movie, too, but it's important to you to read the book first because deep down inside you HATE the fact that you're one of those people who watched the LOtR-movies but never actually read the BOOKS. Oh, but you always INTENDED to read the LOtR trilogy, I know! Don't you want to watch Dune? It's got a pretty blue cover! It's David Lynch! The effects are SO '80s!! And there's Sting in crazy outfits and Kyle's in it, too. It's waiting for you! But somewhere in the back of your mind, Elijah Wood is all, 'I am your FRODO! I will always look like this to you, no matter how many times you read the freaking book in the future! I'M Frodo! Ain't I pretty? Yeah, shoulda read that book though, shouldn't you?' ...And listen to Elijah, Mari! And don't think, yeah, well, at least '80s Kyle is kinda pretty too, because you KNOW it's not really about how the characters look, it's about that saying -- you know, 'don't judge a book by its movie'. ...IT'S SO WRONG! Reeeaaaad meeeee I smell good! I'm nice, and I only bite if you want me to. And really, who doesn't like '60s SCI-FI??"

This is what Dune The Book told me. So, you know. And it does actually smell pretty good.

And really, who doesn't like '60s sci-fi....?

..but then with a quarter turn of the head it would roll around the SOFA!!

2007-03-05T12:29:00.000+01:00

UPGRADED.

scary, but I'm okay now.

THIS is the age of GOOGLE.

so welcoooome, -coooome, -coooooome
to the machine.

sometimes it seemed to disappear.

2007-02-08T14:22:00.000+01:00

eg hadde bare lyst te å ver her.

...nei, eg hadde ikkje någe å sei.

dette e bare ein fin plass å ver.
i like my days liquid.

november

2006-11-15T18:55:00.000+01:00

cool thing of the day:

november!

like wind blowing. through trees.

2006-09-26T23:04:00.002+02:00

evenin guv.

har forelesninger imårå.
SÅ eg burde vel egentlig lesa om the great depression nå.
og ikkje det at det ikkje e festligt altså,
men eg hadde heller lyst å dokumentera
(blogga hette det vist) någen random thoughts.
dette e altså ein RanTh. må ikkje forveksles me ein rant,
som jo og e et populært bloggefenomen.
nei, dette e ein good ol' ranth. pour vous.

i det sista har det vert av stor betydning for

meg ka farge vannflaskene har.

liksom,

hvis eg ska kjøba meg ein flaska vann.

huske dåkker før i tiå for 2 år siden når

di einaste valgå me hadde va med/uten kullsyre

og naturell/med SITRON!smak.

(mulig der og va GRAPEFRUKT!smak,

men det va liksom litt for dristig.)

Nå e der, i tillegg te kullsyredilemmaet,

5000000 smaker. neida, men der e jaffal 20.

DET VIL SEI ganske mange farger og.

hm? ka vann vil eg ha? vett ikkje,

men kanskje det ser best ut me den

bon aquaen me bringebærsmak,

den matche jo tross alt skoå mine idag.

...normalt å tenka sånn?

ofte så identifisere eg meg me han søde fyren

i den eine akutten-episoden

(sesong 1 om eg ikkje tar heilt feil),

han som "likes colors". når sykepleieren

(Carol om eg ikkje tar heilt feil)

seie dette om pasienten,

så seie hu det me et sånnet blikk som seie

"CALL PSYCH STAT!".

men eg forstår an eg. någen farger må unngås,

som f eks the EVIL!flaskekork på cranberry-bon aquaen,

som ikkje matche etiketten EIN PLASS.

kosmisk ubalanse.

"when taste matters" står det.

bitch pleeez, don't be making excuses now.

"det e jo ikkje meiningå at fargene ska ver i fokus då lzzm...."

STFU n00b!

men altså. nå når me e inne på vann&di.

Farris PLUSS - skogsbær, melon + urter.

du asså eg vett ikkje heilt koss di klare å

tilsetta acesulfam K og kalla det urter.

CALL PSYCH STAT!

"when taste matters" her og?

sorry men eg smage ikkje någen urter heller eg.

riktignok inneholde ikkje produktet så mye

melon eller skogsbær heller,

men det smake nå ihvertfall i nærheten av någe sånt.

men urter? nei.

SÅ hvis produktet ikkje inneholde urter,

og heller ikkje har urtesmak,

lure eg bare på koffer di gidde

å i det heila tatt SKRIVA "urter" på etiketten.

begynne det å bli seint?

nei.

burde eg såva?

muligens.

night.

cool thing of the day:

"sounds long distance.

it has that open air sound,

you know, where it sounds

a bit like wind blowing

through trees.

like wind blowing.

through trees."

in liquid days

2006-09-20T23:28:00.000+02:00

and yet again

the sting

of a kiss

goodbye

Oh Round Desire

Oh Red Delight

The River is Blood

The Time is Spent

it reveals to me my secrets

and they echo as it

penetrates

long before i remember

to cross my legs

and here

it lingers

Love likes me

Love takes it shoes off

and sits on the couch

Love has an answer for everything

Love smiles gently...and crosses its legs

Well here we are

stay

Sleep

my heartstrings

will play you

a symphony

ad lib

Being in Air

Turning to speak

Losing our Way

Pour it all Out

friendship means

only your hand

between my heart and reality

only your blade

between my scarlet carson and innocence

and only lies

between

lust

and love

We are old Friends

I offer Love a Beer

Love watches Television

Love needs a bath

Love could use a shave

Love rolls out of the chair

and wiggles on the floor

Jumps up

I'm Laughing at Love

truth or dare

Drink me

the wonder

of strong winds

through the branches

as they cover me

Drive...

Breaths...

Drive...

Sleep...

we trusted the moon

not knowing it would deceive us

making light of things

better off in the dark

Why do You Ask?

Still is the Night

It is much Further

Than We Thought

tastes of you

in each glass of wine

stain my senses

blindly i pour

In Liquid Days

Land Travels Hard

Fly Home Daughter

Cover Your Ears

copyright

the Birth of Venus

2006-08-01T21:26:00.000+02:00

she is sweet

for she rises from a fruit

nature has delivered her

the sun has nurtured her

she is strong

for we rise from her

she is auburn velvet

she is dark passion

she is vitality

for she rises from the people

God has delivered her

culture has nurtured her

she is Venus

and she rises

from black

coffee

Horetøs, I presume

2006-07-17T23:06:00.000+02:00

i.....am.....allliiiive.

men denne stakkars laptopen e ei cracksmoking horetøs.

....=)

har nok ikkje lenge igjen...off. RIP på forskudd, horetøs.

i shall call you horetøs and you shall be mine and you shall be my horetøs.

eeny. way.

eg har ein allergisk kleggreaksjon. ein kleggisk allergisjon. altså ein situasjon som innebære klegg og mitt (MITT!) blod og PILLER og tabeletter og tabiller og pilletter og mine legger oppspiste MEN ALLIGAVEL dobbelt så store så vanligt, di e ganske røde og, og det klør. svir. ein klørød hoven klegguasjon.

smakte det godt? ja, kleggetøs m/fam, eg snakke te deg. blodet mitt. smakte det godt?

ja?

ok.

kult.

skål for Horetøs and the Klegguations,

I'll be BACK (the arnold kind), bitches.

HYPERBALLAD

2006-06-14T19:04:00.000+02:00

utsikten e vakker
når du e her me meg
og eg tenke at
her vil eg alltid bo

We live on a mountain

right at the top

There's a beautiful view

from the top of the mountain

någen ganger gjør det vondt

men fremdeles tenke eg at

her vil eg alltid bo

Every morning I walk towards the edge

and throw little things off

like car-parts, bottles and cutlery

or whatever I find lying around

eg har mine vaner

mine måter å komma gjennom dagen på

It's become a habit

A way to start the day

ingen vett

at någen ganger e eg for nærme kanten

og då tenke eg at

her vil eg dø

It's real early morning

No-one is awake

I'm back at my cliff, still throwing things off

I listen to the sounds they make

on their way down

I follow with my eyes 'til they crash

meg og deg for nærme kanten

og eg falle utforbi

her vil eg dø

Imagine what my body would sound like

slamming against those rocks

når eg lande

e du ved siden av meg?

And when it lands

will my eyes be closed or open?

eg dør litt

uten deg

någen ganger e det vakkert

her vil eg alltid bo

I go through all this

before you wake up

So I can feel happier

to be safe up here with you

copyright

cookiemonster

2006-06-14T12:13:00.000+02:00

ingenting virke. eva e på rehab på forus, og eg får heile veien beskjed om at denne maskinen har spist opp alle kagene, eller at det e någe feil me kagene, eller någe. cookies? hashbrownies? sulten.

samtale med fremmed gutt på gadå

2006-06-13T23:05:00.000+02:00

"vil du læra å spela leke-golf?"

"hm?"

"vil du læra å spela leke-golf.
det e lett. du bare står her, og så tenke du at du spele golf.
det går an me andre ting og, - fotball, ...."

"ja, eg vett om mange ting så går an å gjør me å tenka at du gjør di..."

"javel. bra."

"hørr. eg går hjem.. så kan du tenka at eg står her og spele golf me deg?"

"ok. det e fint!"