-A window ajar is a prelude in building to the joy of being limitless! That uneasiness of being familiar somehow, sometime, somewhere.......

Saturday, October 20, 2007

iwinter...

Yes , summer’s officially over.

And this one’s been not too bad.
Enter winter.Through the ajar arms of autumn.
All the sought after books , movies and other essentials have been collected and hoarded.
Do what we have to now.
Escape.
To somewhere below the equator.
Godspeed.
Sri Lanka and India.
Christmas back in Netherlands.

Levi
Bellow
Saidhail
And
Spinoza.
Bit of Upanishads if time permits.
And Orson Welles of course.


Somewhere over Ireland.

2 comments:

Finny Forever said...

'ajar arms' sounds like 'hajaar arms'

Ubermensch said...

dirty mind.

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