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Andrew says: I want the lamp thing that’s made of twigs.
Sure, I say, and under no circumstances, don’t let me bail out. Promise?
Promise.

…I’m loving right now (tagged by Kristy)

1. Sterne/Es ist Juli/Juli - Totally addicted, very pop.
2. 747/Isola/Kent - so old, so autumny
3. Ruby Blue/Ruby Blue/Roisin Murphy - or the whole album, on loan from M.
4. Falsche Entscheidung/Am Wasser Gebaut/Fettesbrot - feel good music
5. Love Ridden - I still sometimes find Fiona Apple on my cd-player…

tagging: Abby, Kaisa, Katie, Joleen, Hanna

Having a shit day at work. Seriously, people, don’t talk shit about other people in the language you think they don’t understand. Especially if you are three meters away. For god sakes, I’ve lived in Borgå, I want to apply to school in Sweden. Well. three days and counting…

“I am no one’s little muskrat.” Ameliè said.

I watched the movie half sleeping. It started to feel like autumn but maybe that was the carrot soup I was making. Evenings are becoming ones that crave tea drinking, sitting in the kitchen drawing, reading, (dreaming). All life slows down and you are supposed to wrap yourself in things that make you happy and cozy and warm. The backyard of our building is made for sneaking out on a cigarette late at night. Watch all the windows lit up in silence. The boy who lives on the second floor washes dishes. All the other curtains are closed.

“Why are they all blue,” I cried after another page in my scrapbook. “It just seems like your heart is very broken,” Kaisa said. So then I made a yellow page. It’s a funny feeling, planning a new life and laying down roots at the same time.

view from our flat by kaisa the flatmate.

Dear R.
Thank you for yesterday. Notice how we’ve become like one of those old friends who meet so seldom they go over everything that’s happened in a year in two hours and then the third hour is a bit of struggling for things to say. (In a good way.) Thank you for listening and thank you for caring. You haven’t grown up so bad after all.. Thank you for believing in my talent. Thank you for letting me go.
Emma

Wanted: A seriously fast walker to go on evening walks on my bad days.

Fell asleep on the train. Came home angry and tired. Only thing that could help was going out and walk faster and faster. (I am sorry baby, I had to go without you. You know what I am like.)

Beach and ducks and blond girls jogging. I wanted to call him and say let’s smoke a pack of cigarettes in chain. Half to you, half to me, don’t ask any questions. And when I’ve calmed down say: Hey let’s go see what that park is like. have you ever been there? And weird funny stories. Maybe I’ll even make you laugh.

Other people can do that thing; Put their things in suitcases and go see the world..

by Emerald_.

What is more freedom than a Saturday and eating cereal for breakfast at 2 p.m. A good friend stopping by for a coffee unannounced earlier. I am getting out of this funk I’ve been in all week. I have to.

You make me believe in bad karma.

I didn’t believe we could broke it to yet smaller pieces but we could. My shoes are full of mud, my head just above water. It is hard to move.
I walk home, every step lighter and then I know what is the bigger loss and what I can bear. It doesn’t really matter if you never understand.

by joleenieweenie.

Join Lending Talents (flickr group here), and participate in the current project. And I am not only saying this because I suggested the topic..

Black coffee, water and candy. Hungover, underslept and sunburnt. I will get through this day.

You are very hard to get close to. Nothing I haven’t heard before but today it stings and hurts all over again

What if I am just slower? And you need to learn how to sit down and listen. Patience, best things unravel with time. I will meet you there.

There was a brief window of time between November 1999 and September 2001 when the most fundamental conflict in the world was between power and people. Up until the Berlin wall fell, it had been between capitalism and communism; now, as everyone knows, it’s between terrorism and so-called democracy. But for that brief, exhilarating period, the primary dichotomy in more and more people’s minds was between hierarchy and domination on the one hand and autonomy, liberty, and cooperation on the other.

Everywhere across the planet, people were starting to organize themselves, testing their hands at self-directed activities and pushing back when state and corporate interests tried to interfere. As summits of the economic elite were shut down, local collectives assembled, and global networks of resistance linked up, it began to feel like the future was up for grabs.

- the hijacking of reality, crimethink

Remember? I do.

Activism for me is doing things the other way. Better way. I like Daniel Quinn’s ideas about change, comparing our time to the renaissance, how living another way starts with a shift in our thinking and how that is already starting to happen.

I like reading about people living it, becoming vegan chefs, taking the plunge to become artists and artisans, taking control of their lives. I believe the best way to bring about change is to do what we love the most.

i do not think this is escape. i think it is creation. in the play RENT they say, “the opposite of war isn’t peace, it’s creation,” and i believe it.
living underground is not the negative act of rejecting the world, it is the positive act of creating a real life independent of the sado-society. it is the process of remembering that WE are the ones who decide how to live our lives(…)

I want to find my underworld again.