and the sun will return to your throat,
what seems to us catastrophe, his spirit experiences as a secret victory
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Journal created:
on 21 May 2004 (#3217648)
Updated:
on 15 April 2020
Name:
Jass
Birthdate:
26 April
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To live colours, wanderings, emotions, philosophies, connections, truths and lies; to do it with conviction and spontaneous lust.
I write. To tremble with my passions. Sometimes I fail, magnificently. I travel mostly by a very holy thumb of mine, dream, love, drink milkshakes & fruit flavoured green tea and don't sweat so much as others may. I find it difficult becoming a seer. I am not of noble birth. but perhaps to mice.
I try my upmost to live on little, physically. That's so easy when everything else is brimming around you.
I adore spanish..sometimes french but am born with the knowledge of my poisoned tongue, broken, shivering through these lands, so slowly..
On the roads, on winter nights, homeless, without clothes, without bread, a voice clenched in my frozen heart :
"Weakness or Strength : You are there, it is Strength. You do not know where you are going, or why you are going. Go in anywhere. Answer everything. They will not kill you any more than if you were a dead body". -Arthur Rimbaud
I write. To tremble with my passions. Sometimes I fail, magnificently. I travel mostly by a very holy thumb of mine, dream, love, drink milkshakes & fruit flavoured green tea and don't sweat so much as others may. I find it difficult becoming a seer. I am not of noble birth. but perhaps to mice.
I try my upmost to live on little, physically. That's so easy when everything else is brimming around you.
I adore spanish..sometimes french but am born with the knowledge of my poisoned tongue, broken, shivering through these lands, so slowly..
On the roads, on winter nights, homeless, without clothes, without bread, a voice clenched in my frozen heart :
"Weakness or Strength : You are there, it is Strength. You do not know where you are going, or why you are going. Go in anywhere. Answer everything. They will not kill you any more than if you were a dead body". -Arthur Rimbaud
...joining the circus?, 3am deadbeat clarity, a silver mt. zion, abandoned sheds, arthur rimbaud, balkan beat box, beats, beautiful moments, becoming water, before sunrise, black & white photography, catharsis, chocolate mochas, confidence confidence confidence!, connections with exhilerating people, cooking real slow, couchsurfing, count to ten...in eskimo, couscous in fields, crazed eastern european music, creative activism, cycling with no hands, dancing and forgetting, devotchka, dim lights and madness, direct action, double chocolate cookies, dusty books, endless writing, exhilerations and sadness, eyes that glisten, found food, français, getting fantastic amazing rides, gigs, godspeed you! black emperor, going to central america, graffiti in foreign cities, green tea, hand written letters, hardcore punk, hitchhiking, honesty not for consumption, hot chocolate, incense and tear gas, independent films, irish accents, juice of wild fruit, knut hamsun, learning french...so slowly.., little almost invisible things, long games of scrabble, los languas español, modern life is war, moments of madness, naïveté, o lonesome traveller!, outlaws, painting despair and joys, passion, rain under streetlamps, remembering to laugh...always, romantic anarchism, rusted camping stoves, scrabble and chocolate, scribbled notes of awakenings, singing down lonely roads, spontaneous people, spontaneous prose, star gazing in zesnow, strummed guitars near me, super smooth peanut butter, taking down civilisation, talking almost for forever, tom waits &&& wine, travelling forever and ever, underdogs, vagabond, warm hoodies, warm warm sleeping bags!, watching people, wild gypsy magic