Thursday, November 06, 2008
Sunday, November 02, 2008
Saturday, November 01, 2008
Thursday, October 30, 2008
A game
The rules:
1. Link the tagger and display these rules on your blog.
2. Share 7 facts about yourself - some random, some WEIRD.
3. Tag 7 people at the end of your post by including links to their blog.
4. Let them know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.
1. I get high when I eat mushrooms, just the common type. I must have some kind of rare reaction to them. I literally felt drunk the first time I ate some.
2. I usually guess the ending of most the movies I watch, and books I read. It can be very annoying.
3. I read hands.
4. I forgot my own name once. I was 27, so no, it's not age related.
5. I'm afraid of heights.
6. Funny that Beatrice (www.friedpeas.com) mentioned it, because I have the same thing with my sense of smell. It's really one of my best senses.
7. People have a hard time guessing where I come from. From Singapore to Israel, to all the Mediterranean countries, including Southern Europe, Northern Africa and Middle East, not to mention South America, I have been told I could be from very different countries. I don't have a typical face or a typical accent.
1. Link the tagger and display these rules on your blog.
2. Share 7 facts about yourself - some random, some WEIRD.
3. Tag 7 people at the end of your post by including links to their blog.
4. Let them know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.
1. I get high when I eat mushrooms, just the common type. I must have some kind of rare reaction to them. I literally felt drunk the first time I ate some.
2. I usually guess the ending of most the movies I watch, and books I read. It can be very annoying.
3. I read hands.
4. I forgot my own name once. I was 27, so no, it's not age related.
5. I'm afraid of heights.
6. Funny that Beatrice (www.friedpeas.com) mentioned it, because I have the same thing with my sense of smell. It's really one of my best senses.
7. People have a hard time guessing where I come from. From Singapore to Israel, to all the Mediterranean countries, including Southern Europe, Northern Africa and Middle East, not to mention South America, I have been told I could be from very different countries. I don't have a typical face or a typical accent.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Beautiful earrings to win
Thursday, October 09, 2008
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Tuesday, September 09, 2008
Saturday, September 06, 2008
Tuesday, September 02, 2008
Monday, August 25, 2008
Friday, August 22, 2008
I love copper!
Marriage Morning
Lord Alfredo TennysonLight, so low upon earth,
You send a flash to the sun.
Here is the golden close of love,
All my wooing is done.
Oh, the woods and the meadows,
Woods where we hid from the wet,
Stiles where we stay'd to be kind,
Meadows in which we met!
Light, so low in the vale
You flash and lighten afar,
For this is the golden morning of love,
And you are his morning star.
Flash, I am coming, I come,
By meadow and stile and wood,
Oh, lighten into my eyes and heart,
Into my heart and my blood!
Heart, are you great enough
For a love that never tires?
O' heart, are you great enough for love?
I have heard of thorns and briers,
Over the meadow and stiles,
Over the world to the end of it
Flash for a million miles.
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Flower Child
Lenny Kravitz
Dressed in purple velvets
With a flower in her hair
Feel her gentle spirit
As the champa fills the air
She wears rubys on her fingers
Tiny bells upon her toes
She’s the finest thing
I’ve ever seen
Love that ring inside her nose
Flower child yeah, flower child
Flower child oh yeah
She’s a psychedelic princess
On a magic carpet ride
And where her trip will carry you
Is somewhere you can’t find
She’s on a plane of higher consciousness
Meditation is the key
She’s got her shit together
’cause her soul and mind are free
Free
Flower child, free yeah yeah yeah yeah,
Flower child that is
Flower child, oh yeah
Flower child yeah
My little flower child
Flower child yeah
She’s a child of martin luther
As a freedom fighter she
Speaks of liberation on the land
And on the sea
Her eyes are made of sunshine
And her lips are jelly sweet
Flower child yeah
My little flower child
You gonna free me
Lenny Kravitz
Dressed in purple velvets
With a flower in her hair
Feel her gentle spirit
As the champa fills the air
She wears rubys on her fingers
Tiny bells upon her toes
She’s the finest thing
I’ve ever seen
Love that ring inside her nose
Flower child yeah, flower child
Flower child oh yeah
She’s a psychedelic princess
On a magic carpet ride
And where her trip will carry you
Is somewhere you can’t find
She’s on a plane of higher consciousness
Meditation is the key
She’s got her shit together
’cause her soul and mind are free
Free
Flower child, free yeah yeah yeah yeah,
Flower child that is
Flower child, oh yeah
Flower child yeah
My little flower child
Flower child yeah
She’s a child of martin luther
As a freedom fighter she
Speaks of liberation on the land
And on the sea
Her eyes are made of sunshine
And her lips are jelly sweet
Flower child yeah
My little flower child
You gonna free me
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Five Little Pussy Cats
Five little pussy cats playing near the door;
One ran and hid inside
And then there were four.
Four little pussy cats underneath a tree;
One heard a dog bark
And then there were three.
Three little pussy cats thinking what to do;
One saw a little bird
And then there were two.
Two little pussy cats sitting in the sun;
One ran to catch his tail
And then there was one.
One little pussy cat looking for some fun;
He saw a butterfly--
And then there was none.
Monday, August 04, 2008
Amor, cuántos caminos hasta llegar a un beso,
qué soledad errante hasta tu compañía!
Siguen los trenes solos rodando con la lluvia.
En Taltal no amanece aún la primavera.
Pero tú y yo, amor mío, estamos juntos,
juntos desde la ropa a las raíces,
juntos de otoño, de agua, de caderas,
hasta ser sólo tú, sólo yo juntos.
Pensar que costó tantas piedras que lleva el río,
la desembocadura del agua de Boroa,
pensar que separados por trenes y naciones
tú y yo teníamos que simplemente amarnos,
con todos confundidos, con hombres y mujeres,
con la tierra que implanta y educa los claveles.
Pablo Neruda
qué soledad errante hasta tu compañía!
Siguen los trenes solos rodando con la lluvia.
En Taltal no amanece aún la primavera.
Pero tú y yo, amor mío, estamos juntos,
juntos desde la ropa a las raíces,
juntos de otoño, de agua, de caderas,
hasta ser sólo tú, sólo yo juntos.
Pensar que costó tantas piedras que lleva el río,
la desembocadura del agua de Boroa,
pensar que separados por trenes y naciones
tú y yo teníamos que simplemente amarnos,
con todos confundidos, con hombres y mujeres,
con la tierra que implanta y educa los claveles.
Pablo Neruda
Friday, August 01, 2008
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Night Night
Ive Mendes
I don’t want to live like before anymore
Now I know what life is for
I want to live for pleasure, In peace beside you, somewhere
Special dinner by candlelight
To feel your body part of mine
You’re guessing what I need
I’m giving you a wonderful time, we enjoy life
Night night, night inside your eyes
People are walking alone and I’m waiting for you, only you
Night night, night inside your eyes
People are passing by and I’m waiting for you, just for you
This involuntary, impulsive desire in our everyday life
Car, phone, photos, piano, video, night Supermarket
Our movie could be love
Special dinner by candlelight
Now I know how I want to spend my life
You are the kind of person I was dreaming of
Night night, night inside your eyes
People are walking alone and I’m waiting for you, only you
Night night, night inside your eyes
People are passing by and I’m waiting for you, just for you
Night night, night inside your eyes
People are walking alone and I’m waiting for you, only you
Night night, night inside your eyes
People are passing by and I’m waiting for you, just for you
I always, I always will wait for you
Meu amor sera sempre seu, sempre
Night night, night inside your eyes
People are walking alone and I’m waiting for you, only you
Night night, night inside your eyes
People are passing by and I’m waiting for you, just for you
I always, I always will wait for you
Meu amor sera sempre seu, sempre
Night night..night night.
Ive Mendes
I don’t want to live like before anymore
Now I know what life is for
I want to live for pleasure, In peace beside you, somewhere
Special dinner by candlelight
To feel your body part of mine
You’re guessing what I need
I’m giving you a wonderful time, we enjoy life
Night night, night inside your eyes
People are walking alone and I’m waiting for you, only you
Night night, night inside your eyes
People are passing by and I’m waiting for you, just for you
This involuntary, impulsive desire in our everyday life
Car, phone, photos, piano, video, night Supermarket
Our movie could be love
Special dinner by candlelight
Now I know how I want to spend my life
You are the kind of person I was dreaming of
Night night, night inside your eyes
People are walking alone and I’m waiting for you, only you
Night night, night inside your eyes
People are passing by and I’m waiting for you, just for you
Night night, night inside your eyes
People are walking alone and I’m waiting for you, only you
Night night, night inside your eyes
People are passing by and I’m waiting for you, just for you
I always, I always will wait for you
Meu amor sera sempre seu, sempre
Night night, night inside your eyes
People are walking alone and I’m waiting for you, only you
Night night, night inside your eyes
People are passing by and I’m waiting for you, just for you
I always, I always will wait for you
Meu amor sera sempre seu, sempre
Night night..night night.
Friday, July 11, 2008
Tuesday, July 08, 2008
Friday, June 27, 2008
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