Commercial or not, I enjoy this day, giving something little to every dear I know, family or dachshound, not to mention Latent Lucia.
So, I give a little piece of me to you and wishing for a wonderful Valentine’s!
Or we can call it ‘Inverted Me’.
I am working on something and these are part of the final product, though the motif is something completely different from what I work on.
Two pictures of me. The one on the left is me as we see me, the other one on the
right is the same me but from the inside, inverted. Maybe this is what my twin looks like.
as I said, work is in progress
but there are so many ways 
so many surfaces
can you still see me in there?
so far there are only 3D in here
I sit on an island, with my legs crossed and look towards the ocean. I can feel the sand that I am sitting on, smooth but dazzling of grains, although make no mistake I was never really comfortable at the beach. The air is warm and sunny yellow. I am looking at myself and try to point my focus to the right direction, and the only one I see fit, begins inside. But the wind is blowing smoothly around me giving me lots of fresh breaths.
I have my generations that stand behind and above me, to the side and at a distance, and I know they remain solid because their existence makes me warmer than the sun. Then me, who is trying to extend by making something that can be touched and visualized.
So, I run in order to grow new arms that I can use to run even further with.
At what speed does all the information accumulate, connect and change position while an apparently changing surrounding seems static? There are too many possible outcomes that cannot be predicted, so we give the complex a name. Meanwhile, I have to carry the cloud of life in my arms because it is mine. It has an air of mist, transparent puffiness like grey marshmallows. Yes, that is my life. Like a big, grey, transparent marshmallow that is devoid of crystal structure.
Oh, oH.
I have to make sure it doesn’t shrink. If I turn my head and point my eyes towards me, maybe I get a better look at what I am supposed to do? My eyes are brown, my hair is dark long and my body lean, thin and flexible not to mention soft and bendable. I have to accept the fact that the waves I am made of are just enclosed within a barrier in order to function due to this inadequate protrusion of a circulating universe.
Well, I would really like to see what it looks like in the world next to me, let’s say in the 8th dimension. I cannot understand how the origin of protein translation, let alone the determination of creating a complex system encoded by some acidic-dependent environment, crossed the space of time and determined to position it’s model at the right distance? Who decided carbons were to become acidic? Try to make something out of the fractions of knowledge (pftfttt?!) I succeeded to sponge so far. I think it is not enough, because it is NOT ENOUGH.
Trying to compact as much as I can into my tiny space, is not even relevant; it creates a lot of electrical activity in me right now. I need to rest for a while.
I can feel the rhythm now.
Donk a donk a konk a konk la leh al a….
And my beach bag is now officially laundried and contains another laundromated blanket for use on the cliffs of Goteborg as soon as the sun just wants to come out. The bathing suit for burned chicks like me have yet to be found but no cow on the ice for this. I just wear one of my new Mega loppis tops. Så det så.
Och så just another edit of the previous series of pics. Aloha!
Puss och god natt.
Positing my healed burns, now 100% skin needs to become pigmentally one with the other and a bit thicker but that’s no problem here. I am fine with that.
No fat wonder cream needed either every other five min, feels lighter and makes it easier for me to loose weight as well. We thank you for this quick recovery.
Don’t forget your sun block even if you are only running!
Heja Loreen on the Eurovision Song Contest!
She won!
This blue-yellow (blågula) portrait will be saved for future support.
I liked this edit better than the innocent one. So, today was a magical day, just like this and me unaware. Two great things happened, don’t remember what it was but I remember it was sweet. So now I know what to do. Aj, aj, it is 23:23 again, and I need to wrap up my stuff. Have a longevity day tomorrow.
I want to get a bite in it, need to get us going! Fill me in and get all out!
My dad just retired from being a dentist. On his final day he gave me a ‘diamond’ tooth stone.
can you see it? I painted it a bit pink like it actually is =)
it’s not even funny, I cannot describe this feeling of ease which pathetically weighs so heavy that I don’t know which plate to wash first
it started out with the Veronica Maggio cover pic on her latest albumman it was harder than I thought to capture a bubblegum bubble
ah, let’s not destroy this pic with bubblegum, so:
MY SOUL IS WAY MORE HEAVIER THAN 21 GRAM