flipped

"A painting is more than the sum of the parts,” he would tell me, and then go on to explain how the cow itself is just a cow, and the meadow by itself is just grass and flowers, and the sun peeking through the trees is just a beam of light, but put them all together and you’ve got magic."

"My heart stopped. It just stopped beating. And for the first time in my life, I had that feeling. You know, like the world is moving all around you, all beneath you, all inside you, and you're floating. Floating in midair. And the only thing keeping you from drifting away is the other person's eyes. They're connected to yours by some invisible physical force, and they hold you fast while the rest of the world swirls and twirls and falls completely away." 


fin film (och bok)

take me away to the land of the morning star

(fuck kvaliteten)

vintage-effekt

så fint!

flickan vars hjärta föll ut och pojken vars hjärta inte fick plats

Jag vet en flicka som en gång grät tills hjärtat hennes föll ut. Hon levde en stor del av sitt liv tom. Hon kunde skratta och gråta och skrika och allt som hör känslor till, hon kunde bara inte känna dem. Hon kunde utspela dem, men hjärtat hennes fanns inte längre där.

Men så en dag, en underbar dag, kom en pojke. En pojke vars hjärta inte fick plats. Han gick omkring med sitt hjärta i en tygpåse med texten 'varning ömtåligt' på. Han mötte denna hjärtlöse flicka och fick en tanke. Varför ger jag inte henne mitt hjärta? Han tog upp en trubbig gammal kniv och långsamt men beslutsamt delade hjärtat i två. Han gav flicka halva sitt hjärta och fick därmed plats med sitt eget.

Pojkens halva hjärta grodde i flickans kropp och blev en del av henne. Han blev en del av henne.

De kom att för alltid höra ihop.

- en idé som kom till mig igår natt.

some things are better left unsaid

e e cummings

 carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart) 

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may i feel said he
(i'll squeal said she
just once said he)
it's fun said she

(may i touch said he
how much said she
a lot said he)
why not said she

(let's go said he
not too far said she
what's too far said he
where you are said she)

may i stay said he
which way said she
like this said he
if you kiss said she

may i move said he
is it love said she)
if you're willing said he
(but you're killing said she

but it's life said he
but your wife said she
now said he)
ow said she

(tiptop said he
don't stop said she
oh no said he)
go slow said she

(cccome?said he
ummm said she)
you're divine!said he
(you are Mine said she)

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It may not always be so; and I say
That if your lips, which I have loved, should touch
Another's, and your dear strong fingers clutch
His heart, as mine in time not far away;
If on another's face your sweet hair lay
In such a silence as I know, or such
Great writhing words as, uttering overmuch,
Stand helplessly before the spirit at bay;

If this should be, I say if this should be --
You of my heart, send me a little word;
That I may go to him, and take his hands,
Saying, Accept all happiness from me.
Then I shall turn my face, and hear one bird
Sing terribly afar in the lost lands.

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i have found what you are like
the rain

             (Who feathers frightened fields
with the superior dust-of-sleep. wields

easily the pale club of the wind
and swirled justly souls of flower strike

the air in utterable coolness

deeds of gren thrilling light
                                        with thinned
newfragile yellows

                           lurch and.press
--in the woods
                        which
                                  stutter
                                           and
                                                 sing
And the coolness of your smile is
stirringofbirds between my arms;but
i should rather than anything
have(almost when hugeness will shut
quietly)almost,
                      your kiss