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lördag 28 juni 2014

Lights

My summer night is scented with cherry beer. My summer night is scented with Marlboro lights and wine from a bag in a box covered with purple flowers. It explodes with guitar chords and laughter in meadows and rose fountains. It resonates with promises, all those little hopes that make up a life and beautiful, colorful dresses reminiscent of the rainbow. My summer night is white and its tune is light and delicate. Dawn wakes me gently with birdsong and fragile morning light and my city; filled to the brim with vivid life - streets framed with flowers and blossoms exploding, imploding, overtaking my field of vision. The ocean crashes in towards a shallow beach and the sand is warm and white as pearl. I'm enchanted by scents, by smiles and faces that pass me by - warmed by the sun; by ice-cold, pink ice cream and feet in summer-torn, happy ballerina shoes.

And I'm thinking that I'd like to stay here, in this very spot - for just a while.

The Naked And Famous – Hearts Like Ours

onsdag 25 juni 2014

Come on

Oyvind: It's troublesome because all of my friends are in relationships.
Me: Why is that troublesome?
Oyviud: Well, you guys can be difficult sometimes...
Me: What do you mean?
Oyvind: Women.
Me: OK?
Oyvind: You tend to like to tell us what to do.
Me: Really?
Oyvind: Yes, it's almost as if we have to ask your permission before we do anything.
Me: I'm afraid I don't agree.
Oyvind: Well, what do you think then?
Me: You don't want to know.
Oyvind: But I do.
Me: There is a very easy and quick solution to your issue.
Oyvind: What?
Me: Grow some balls!

tisdag 24 juni 2014

A course in Miracles

Electricity radiating from my fingertips, shooting through the air like projectiles into the humid morning.
Neutrons, protons and electrons; dancing - a force field all around me.
Colours; bright, ample, vivid - oozing through my veins and arteries - spilling out, splashing all over the pavement.
Rupturing the world as I know it.

In a before and after you.

Stromae – papaoutai

lördag 21 juni 2014

Light Warrior

You don't really look the way I thought you would. You're more radiant and free of structures. You gaze at me in between words and sentences and I can almost reach out and touch your intensity. Then you light your Benson's; I dive into your mind and you choose not to block me out even though you should. You are all those Nordic light-nights wrapped up into one. You are all that is white and shining and real and my heart simply knows that this time I might be right to risk all and take that drunken leap of faith. 

Patrick Watson – The Great Escape

lördag 14 juni 2014

Gifts

I forget that I'm free sometimes. I forget that I have wings and that life is so vast that no wings are ever going to be enough. I forget about all I've seen, all the people who's hearts I've touched - my thought process becomes too small, like my skin is forcing my very bones to shrink.

But then I pick up my pen and my notepad and it all starts to make sense again.

Kenny Chesney – Beer In Mexico

Michelle

I ran three miles today. And all I thought about was you. You know me, I don't believe in god, never did. But I do believe in faith. And in one single, united world - no boundaries. You taught me that. Gave me a new perspective. Dominated by one single word - love. Can you hear me? It doesn't get any better than that.

Across the globe and space and time.

I love you always.

Kenny Chesney – I Go Back

torsdag 5 juni 2014

Tvb

My cards are on the table - what will your hand be? Will we keep walking this path or will fate seal us as an image of a butterfly on a pin, beautiful to look at but with wings that remain still?  No, I won't give you my heart. I won't say that I will, it's not true. And, in the end - the truth shall set us free no matter what.

Now, deal your cards mon amour.
 
Coldplay – A Sky Full Of Stars