Fables from Down Under.
(translation of 'Italië' Frederik Kerling 6 th December 2004 ) In the city of love, I merely noticed the mouldy smell of moss In the city of culture, I merely saw cheap paintings. In the... More »
(translation of 'Italië' Frederik Kerling 6 th December 2004 ) In the city of love, I merely noticed the mouldy smell of moss In the city of culture, I merely saw cheap paintings. In the... More »
Food, carrots mostly, they make you look better. And so you observe the world a bit better, and there is all you need.
He, You know what, we live, and so much happens that we wonder why. So many Things. But most of it we will never understand. We are all afraid. Afraid of change. Afraid to lose,... More »
In a land, far far away from your horizons. Lies the land of the warm sea. It extends for many many hundreds of miles. And has no mountains. If one were to rize above it,... More »
It is what lights do, when we wake up, or go to sleep. What gives us a perspective on the things, and what without, we wouldn't quite be able to be anything. For they... More »
We think we're heroes, we think we're kings We plan all kinds of fabulous things Oh look how great we have become Key in the door, the moment I've been longing for Before my bag... More »
Or no, I really don't. I don't have 'A' dream or something even similar. I do not have many musts, and I am starting to find out, that the things I did manically, or impulsively... More »
First, life is given to you. By your father, and mother. In a way, you at first don't want to imagine. Then you are a child, you learn the wonders of your body and of... More »
First of all, I don't know what happy is. It's something different for everyone. Some people are happy being tortured, while others are happy being spoiled, or sitting in the sun without worries (I like that... More »