I can't eat, can't sleep
Still I hunger for you when you look at me
That face, those eyes
All the sinful pleasures deep inside
Tell me how, you know now, the ways and means of getting in
Underneath my skin,
Oh you were always my original sin
And tell me why,
I shudder inside, every time we begin
This dangerous game
Oh you were always my original sin
A dream will fly
The moment that you open up your eyes
A dream is just a riddle
Ghosts from every corner of your life
northstar
About Me
- Ejlis
- I'm defined by whats going on in my life. i might be constantly greeneyed and small-nosed, but I'm always changing. In the moment I'm defined by up-rooting, re-rooting and thoughts of choices and changes. Could I, we, root anywhere? Are roots necessary or is it overshadowed by the restlessness in us all? Looking at world events, I feel these questions reflected around the world. it might be because I presently struggle with them and are narrowed by my own view, but I see the these struggles everywhere. Meeting people, understading their roots always seem important to me, respecting their past. And sometimes I think we underrestimate our roots, sometimes I think roots hold us back. But again, somebody has said something really clever about this:If we do not honour our past, we lose our future. If we destroy our roots, we cannot grow. (Friedensreich Hundertwasser) I just visit some of his architechture in Vienna, and fell for both his work and his quotes. Maybe, again, because they resonnate with something in me that I focus on at the moment. And this is the way my world is colored now. With Hundertwasser and the color of change.
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