fredag 29 maj 2009

Its warm so waarm.


By the way, Im leaving for Moscow to work on the embassy for a while and then Im going to London and get a price for some sort of thing I solved in israel, Im flying with Dads company British air.. ways.. lines.. something..

And my new book will probably come out in store soon if Bob the Bobby Dylan likes the details.
Yes.
You are Welcome.
Very Very Very Welcome.

onsdag 27 maj 2009

Oh, You Are the Roots That Sleep Beneath My Feet And Hold the Earth In Place



There was this book I read and loved, the story of a ship.
who sailed around the world and found, that nothing else exists;
beyond his own two sails, and wooden shell, and what is held within.
All else is sure to pass, we clutch and grasp, and debate what's truly permanent.
But when the wind starts to shift,
there's no argument.


I guess the past is good for a laugh.

måndag 25 maj 2009

Shrill as a choir of children, urgent like the first day of May

In the South the sun is shining

Back in the East the lights went o
ut

Out in the West the cars are crashing

Up in the North the ice gave out

torsdag 21 maj 2009

Oh Canada

frikkin amazing!