Saturday 10 August 2013

lit up balcony





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  1. that lit window - the focus of all longings ...

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    1. especially in such a bleak landscape as a (post)communist district of blocks of flats...

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  2. hi my friend this is powerful art.my dream for today is that the darkness of night has been scrubbed with antiseptic acid to numb the pain and the dark lines write the fruitless vines of the times the post communist times but the light at the heart home is brilliant enflaming the numbed area.

    or here is another interpretation the decadent decline of my humour- the darkness of the night has been scrubbed with antiseptic acid numbing the pain of the superficially cold chicken skin,I have just been watching chicken run haha...yes maybe it is a good plan for us to run for our lives.

    sweet summer kisses my friend.I am happy to see the starlight here in as much as we can relate...

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    1. you are right, " the light at the heart home "...
      actually the 'home', the interior of one's own house was the only refuge one had back then, one could hide there and pretend the outside didn't exist...

      bises~~~

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  3. o,cine stie oare mai bine fascinatia mea pentru ferestrele ramase singure in noapte:) ca si cand abia atunci s-ar face o zi in care poti sa ii vezi clar pe ceilalti, ca si cand atunci totul ar fi negat si schimbat,totodata,ca si cand nu ar exista fratie mai puternica.
    oh,cate mii de vise legate de aceste ferestre am,nimic nu ma poate opri sa nu vad prin ele,la nesfarsit,oh si iarasi oh:)

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  4. This is very striking, too. The straight lines interacting with the dangling leaves' curves.

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