The moon, a shaking heart in an unsteady mirror The stars, gentle tears in an overflowing stream

Isn't it beautiful, To walk together in each others hands I do so want to go, To your city, your house, into your arms.

That heart, held within your body In those confusing nights I dream

The wind, its halting words are a gentle illusion The clouds, the broken future like a distant voice

The moon, a heart flowing in the clouded mirror The stars, broken and swaying, Like tears unable to be hidden.

Isn't it beautiful, To walk together in each others hands I do so want to go, To your city, your house, into your arms.

That face, A soft touch, Dissolving into morning, I dream. lyrics: kazushige nojima

29th of October 2009

Today the sky was rather pretty so I took a snapshot for you.
Enjoy!

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The internet as a ghost place, if it had not come to being as a commercial entity.
In a cyberpunk world, a wireless network with adapters for communicating with nearby machines. An IP network of analog-fashioned computers built for laboratories, now sold in flea markets by immigrants. In a world where cyberspace is understood only by geeks surrounded by broken network adaptors and books about programming languages that were long since abandonded.



To use assembly in order to ping a pinball machine arcade at the edge of your city was a high to them. Their rooms lit only by the fan LEDs, network adaptors flickering lights and CRT screens , depicting a totally black screen overflowing with console commands in hex.
Smoking profusely even when they got sick of it. Thanks to their artificial lungs no harm done.

Photo from here

~Dearly Beloved~

What I remember of life and sweet memories
Are the simple and silly things
Like holding ice cream in your mouth and letting it drip
While watching the horizon and Her sunset
On the beach
The things that made you laugh
Stupid reasons to make you smile
The trifling jokes are the ones you remember for ever
Are just like wet sand of the evening tide
Like marks on the sand, that Life will wash away
The sweet moments of my beloved
Wherever you may be
This is for you