I'll walk you through the rain..

Hold your hand in the lightning..

We will clap our hands as the air cools from the passing lightning,
THUNDERCLAP rumble on through..

Come play with me in the puddles my friend..

Lets make a bottlecap boat with a sailor ant and watch it float on through the grassy ant lake..

Lets watch the rain moths fly on through after a good storm.. where do they go? into the dreams of the ones who are sleeping now..

Smell the atmoshere, smell the rain.. Watch as the day becomes filled with orange and sad gray..

Sure its muddy, and a bit cold.. and of course we are not wearing shoes.. But we are having an adventure, there is no time for such nonsense.. Only magic u and i create.. together my friend, always together..

«Howl's Moving Castle»

he’s funny
but he knows
the sadness
he laughs out loud
while the tears form
an ocean inside him.

I feel so fucking disconnected from everything that exists right now.

René Magritte, Le paysage de Baucis, 1966 | #Art

"The Artist's Garden in Argenteuil (A Corner of the garden with dahlias)", 1873
Oscar-Claude Monet (1840-1926) | #Art

Waking Up - David Gray | #Art

Gerald Mofchum - First Snow - 1961| #Art

Arthur Hacker - Farewell 1913 | #Art

don't you try to save me

color me sadd.

I do not know how to let go
of a love I never held
but I keep in mind there is a time
to let go of this living hell.

some things are never meant to touch

like the earth and the moon ever dependent on one another but always keeping their distance

knowing that the destruction of both would come if they ever touched.

I pray that you and I are not earth and moon.