A fantastic song, for the fall, for lighting a few candles and for embracing the weather change.

Australia

This is one of my favorite fotos, It shows that the road is never ending and that adventure is always just around the corner.

Sometime it's just nice to listen to the old ones, the ones we know did it good and did it right.  I rarely feel as safe, as in the hands of say Bob Dylan. I never get nervous. He's music is good, I don't need to worry about the quality of it. It's safe. Myspace makes me nervous. The music might suck, the quality might be worse, the singer might be great, but the musicians might suck, it's so unsafe, my ears never know what there gona get. For some stormfull days, that, is a wonder and a land of never ending new creativity. But today, on this sunny saturday, wtih the frost just starting to treat the skin and with promises of riped lips, I think I'll wrap my ears in Joni Michell, after all sunny saturdays deserve some quality.

Walk

I’m walking blind, I don’t know where it’s gonna take me, but I found that it took me home.

The mind

My enemy in dark timesMy hero in the good
You falter so easy, a fragile friend
And I can never quite
Make up my mind about you

You bring me comfort and
Glory
You worry me
You bring me close to secrets
You catch me

The Begining

Usually I have something clever, well maybe not celver, but at least something I've thought about to say. Today, where I've created a place where people don't have to listen, but they have the option, my mind goes blank. That's typical and rare.
So I will tell a bit about what I've seen today. I saw a man. That's not very special, but he was an odd man. He was walking very funny and he was chanting something over and over again. I couldn't make out what it was, but i sounded like: "neejaa neejaa neejaa". He scared me and facinated me at the same time, mind you; this is a very normal tuesday around rush-hour, where everyone is very normal and just politely trying to grab the last non-fat milk, before the slower, and also very polite (now) looser of the milk battle gets it. So this man tricked me out of my normal apathy. He made me want to tell him to behave properly on this very normal tuesday and he made me want to be him. Just for a little while. At least he was drunk enough to do the boogie-woogie in the meat aisle.