As with most things, this beginning, starts at the end.
When children die,
When love dies,
When flowers die, birds die, fictional characters die.
And we find that in our grief there are things that
under normal circumstances perhaps we would not have seen before.
Like the gentle words of a stranger,
or the loving hands of someone you thought you knew
but that really
you took for granted.
You can taste salt, sugar, spice, crisp new tangy flavours.
You open doors
which lead to rooms
which lead to windows
which leads to escape
Into new fields, new lands, new worlds
A new universe.
By placing a thumb to thumb
Fore finger to fore
There are flowers in these fields,
where shadow hands caress the silence
of a thousand broken promises
and words
long put to rest.
There are words in this bedroom,
sticking to skin,
clinging to fingers,
sucking from soil, leaving cracks in the earth
and a dead garden.
There are lovers in this garden,
more like a war zone.
Trenches.
Bombs.
The sky fire red and the ground strewn with madness.
And yet
amongst it all
There are flowers.
Once upon a time a piece of paper was stuck to a wall. On this paper was written several rules for life.
The rules were:
1. Understand or TRY to understand
2. Take everything with tea
3. Serious vs. Brushing things off with a laugh
4. Be On Time
5. Miss them
6. Blow on the dandelion
7. Take Lots Of Photographs
All seven of the several rules were ignored. This was due to the ridiculously small print of the rules on a piece of paper which was (ironically) incredibly large. It also did not help that the paper and the print were invisible. Especially the rules themselves which were not only in miniscule print but written in invisible ink
As with most things, this beginning, starts at the end.
When children die,
When love dies,
When flowers die, birds die, fictional characters die.
And we find that in our grief there are things that
under normal circumstances perhaps we would not have seen before.
Like the gentle words of a stranger,
or the loving hands of someone you thought you knew
but that really
you took for granted.
You can taste salt, sugar, spice, crisp new tangy flavours.
You open doors
which lead to rooms
which lead to windows
which leads to escape
Into new fields, new lands, new worlds
A new universe.
By placing a thumb to thumb
Fore finger to fore
There are flowers in these fields,
where shadow hands caress the silence
of a thousand broken promises
and words
long put to rest.
There are words in this bedroom,
sticking to skin,
clinging to fingers,
sucking from soil, leaving cracks in the earth
and a dead garden.
There are lovers in this garden,
more like a war zone.
Trenches.
Bombs.
The sky fire red and the ground strewn with madness.
And yet
amongst it all
There are flowers.
Once upon a time a piece of paper was stuck to a wall. On this paper was written several rules for life.
The rules were:
1. Understand or TRY to understand
2. Take everything with tea
3. Serious vs. Brushing things off with a laugh
4. Be On Time
5. Miss them
6. Blow on the dandelion
7. Take Lots Of Photographs
All seven of the several rules were ignored. This was due to the ridiculously small print of the rules on a piece of paper which was (ironically) incredibly large. It also did not help that the paper and the print were invisible. Especially the rules themselves which were not only in miniscule print but written in invisible ink
Current Residence: Perth Favourite genre of music: Classical =D Favourite photographer: Nick Brandt Favourite style of art: Water colour paintings MP3 player of choice: iPod Wallpaper of choice: Anything retro or floral.. heh. Favourite cartoon character: Anastasia
As some or most of you might know, i've been working at a flower shop these holidays. I've just started taking photos of the kind of stuff i've been making. As they don't have a floristry section on DA, i've just put them in scraps. So if you'd like to check it out, be my guest. =)
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"Little bubbles of love and lonliness"
i found that little emoticon in the list of emoticons and thought.. hey! he's almost invisible! as he is grey and kinda blends into the DA background. so.. so i thought i'd pick him. because he looked lonely amongst all the other pityful emoticons in the list. his vacant expression is almost reminiscent of mine! which i think is wonderful.
although. i have to say. he doesn't look so much lonely as.. "..." which means, vacant and not really thinking at all.
1. band aids (i put one on with any excuse as they make me feel.. happy)
2. canola fields
3. orchids
4. lillies
5. butter
6. brown sugar
7. kisses
8. hugs
9. new friends
10. green grass
11. the smell after it rains
12. the smell before it rains
13. large tubes of paint
14. squeezing paint from large tubes of paint
15. strawberries
16. love
17. lying in fields of flowers
18. fresh country air
19. smokey tea
20. dark chocolate (lindt, of course)
..and i think i'll leave it at that. feel free to add your own thoughts. =) ..it's nice to think of things that make you happy. it makes you happy. funnily enough. =P