Clear white spirit
Translucent like glass
I pour it into a jar
There’s no time to waste
With a hog bristle brush
Charged with oil colour
And a newly made canvas
Half the size of a door
I’m ready to paint
Peace and war
A clean white spirit
Clear as pool water
With the smell of prehistory
Or of the ocean floor
Why can’t I see you
What you really are
A purified liquid
A liquid star
Trapped by humanity
Inside a jar
Write what you feel, coz it doesn't make you fear
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thinking through music
Animal conservation should be a global religion.
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Pretextul acestui blog este mica mea colecție de fotografii vechi. În timp s-a transformat în pasiune. O pasiune care ne trimite, pe noi, cei de azi, în lumea de altădată, prin intermediul unor fotografii de epocă.
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