That’s C. Caught myself doodling that a few weeks ago in a seminar, when I was just thinking about him like all the time and things were unspoken between us.
Porcupine Tree – Halo
Love the bass, and the chorus! So groovy! (sort of odd since I didn’t like the song before today, now I’m all over it :3)
Love me as the winter comes
Don’t cast your shadow on my soul, please don’t
Don’t let me sink, don’t let the darkness in
Let your perfect fingers touch my skin
Love me as the springtime comes
Let your song drip down the stairs to me
Waiting here along the way to blue
Remembering the days I spent with you
Blackfield – Summer
– I have a feeling that this deliciously mawkish, brightly melancholic song is melting right into my memories of this rainy summer. The boy I like and basically am just getting to know more closely RIGHT NOW will move away at the end of summer. Gah.
But an end has a start. Warmth and love!
What touched me – On Saturday, me and C. were checking out different videos of Porcupine Tree playing their song ‘Trains‘. (C. has quite a personal relation to the song, and I loved it before, but that makes it all the more precious to me).
Check it out here, by the way.
Under one video, someone had posted something like
“I love his hair, his skinny body and his bare feet – but more than all, I love his brain.”
That image struck a chord with me. Could it be vulnerability?
I’ve also been working on learning how to play it on le acoustic guitar the past week or so. Turns out it’s not as hard as I thought after all (I’m in luck), though it’s quite a challenge for me to play it so it satisfies me. But playing and singing it just for myself is such a great feeling – almost ethereal (I’m dying of love – it’s okay…).
I’ve slaughtered a maracuja.
(That was on May 10th, by the way.)
I made a huge mess fumbling out all the little passion tadpoles in there. It was way more than I thought the little maracuja shell would be able to hold. Behold!
Freeing them all of the slimy persistent flesh was QUITE some work. Ultimately, it yielded almost 90 seeds (yay so many!). I planted them into a flat saucerthing meant to catch surplus water from balcony pots, put a glass thing from the fridge over it (don’t need it in the fridge, my milk values some space when standing upright – also, I don’t want to put drink packages sideways though I might know they are sealed firmly. Weird, no?) for increased humidity aaaand granted it a special sunny place on my table.
Since then more than a month has passed, but the interwebs has told me I need to be patient with passion flower seeds. However I often don’t have much patience so I occasionally find myself screaming at the seeds to start the heck growing. Lulz just kidding.
WELL, so 2 days ago, I woke up and there was this THING to greet me – this THING! I might call it a sprout. I had almost given up hope that anything would ever start living there. I think I can hear it go “Hey there world! I’m a happy little sprout! I’m here to grow and make you happy!” =D
As is probably rather obvious by now, I do love plants. Not obsessively or anything, but seeding something like this and then see life grow out of it and evolve and lean towards the sun and yearn for water is wonderful.
And you open like a flower
And I open too
I have found that what you seek
Is the perfect flower and it is in you,
And I only wish you knew
Gazpacho – Upside Down
And no horizon can sleep
But sometimes horizons can close their eyes
And drift into one moment somewhere
The distance and a dream
Alone I stand, alone I fall
There is no option anymore
Alone with you
I know my point of view seems sad
I believe it’s not so bad
Alone with you
[The Cat Empire – No mountain]
– Been listening to today’s song pretty many times today, totally fits. It feels like a very positive thought to me – It means that I like you very much and feel good in your presence. Ultimately everything might still just boil down to me and who I honestly am, and it might turn out you don’t like me as much as you thought you did as you get to know me better, and our ways might part. But in that case it’s not my problem – it’s yours. And then it’s okay.
– Taken in June 2011. Probably one of the most beautiful views I’ve seen from my window these past three years, and likely to be one of my very favourites!