THE ART CRIMES: SonnensturmTHE ART CRIMES: Sonnensturm* A story by Beau Cyphre - with an illustration by mexicanpedo *I woke up at two in the morning, and I think I couldn't sleep no more. The night felt not right, it was too warm inside. So I walked down the stairs and opened the door to the garden, and out there I tried to close my eyes because the suns shone so brightly. There was a strong wind tumbling my hair, and just for a second I thought I could fly (die) outside of it all 'till I heard the song:"Yesterday I tried 2 write a novel but I didn't know where 2 begin So I laid down in the grass tryin' 2 feel the world turn Boy loses girl in a rain storm, n
The Skeleton Keys - two: heatwaveThe Skeleton Keystwo: heatwave* A story by Beau Cyphre - with an illustration by CORAZON *My father once told me: "If you want to do things that aren't common, things that seem to be a bit unusual, you own a magic wand to make everything possible: It's called fantasy, the power of imagination, and you're born with it; this talent is part of your system. Adult people tend to dismiss it as an illusion, but the believers know that adults always fail."So come with me now! I want to show you a place in my town, a place you've never seen before. It seems to be behind a curtain, and this curtain is called "time" - time's not real, and the pa
You should listen to it, its one of her best
Even if the photo had a deeper meaning, though.
I still don't know how you could think of yourself as such, though. You're always beautiful.^_^ xxx