Showing posts with label dreaming. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dreaming. Show all posts
Thursday, 23 February 2012
Wednesday, 14 December 2011
Purple Rain
I never meant to cause you any sorrow, I never meant to cause you any pain.
I only wanted to one time see you laughing.
I only wanted to see you laughing in the purple rain
I only wanted to one time see you laughing.
I only wanted to see you laughing in the purple rain
Tuesday, 1 November 2011
He always said...
... ''that knowledge is the one thing that cannot be taken away from you''
I could not help but remember my Grandads words as I spent a quiet night inworld at the Library near Balbao Pacific. It was quiet, empty and had that whole musty, atmospheric vibe resonating there.
I loved it.
It reminded me of when i was young and sat in my Grandads study, sat cross legged on the carpet with my sisters and brothers, at his feet, hanging onto his every word.
Even now it makes me smile when i recall us siblings, mouths open, eyes wide, unblinking, staring in love & awe at Grandad, listening to his soft lilting voice, the slight quaver when he talked about his experiences in wars, his poverty ridden childhood in the East, his struggle to arrive in the UK and raise his family here, in peace with solid, genuine, satisfactory work where his children, grandchildren & greatchildren can make the most of what is at hand and flourish.
''Remember Kids, education...knowledge is a virtue....no one can ever ever take that away from you.''
It was one of those wierd, unusual times in SL where thoughts, surroundings and memories harmonised with each other and time was a blur.
I spent a while inworld sat in that library, lost in thought, and not wanting to get up and lose the moment.
I could not help but remember my Grandads words as I spent a quiet night inworld at the Library near Balbao Pacific. It was quiet, empty and had that whole musty, atmospheric vibe resonating there.
I loved it.
It reminded me of when i was young and sat in my Grandads study, sat cross legged on the carpet with my sisters and brothers, at his feet, hanging onto his every word.
Even now it makes me smile when i recall us siblings, mouths open, eyes wide, unblinking, staring in love & awe at Grandad, listening to his soft lilting voice, the slight quaver when he talked about his experiences in wars, his poverty ridden childhood in the East, his struggle to arrive in the UK and raise his family here, in peace with solid, genuine, satisfactory work where his children, grandchildren & greatchildren can make the most of what is at hand and flourish.
''Remember Kids, education...knowledge is a virtue....no one can ever ever take that away from you.''
It was one of those wierd, unusual times in SL where thoughts, surroundings and memories harmonised with each other and time was a blur.
I spent a while inworld sat in that library, lost in thought, and not wanting to get up and lose the moment.
Tuesday, 25 October 2011
Everytime she closed her eyes
When she was just a girl,
She expected the world .
But it flew away from her reach,
so she ran away in her sleep
And dreamed of Paradise,
Every time she closed her eyes.
She expected the world .
But it flew away from her reach,
so she ran away in her sleep
And dreamed of Paradise,
Every time she closed her eyes.
Monday, 24 October 2011
Thursday, 20 October 2011
Away with the fairies
p.s. i must have been so away with the fairies i forgot to change the skin colour on my feet to match the rest of me....*coughs* won't happen again :)
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