. . . ตัดผม

หลังจากการตัดผมของ ตุ๊กตาที่เคยน่ารัก กลายเปน เด็กหญิง ที่ หัว แหว่ง จึงจำเปนต้องซื้อหมวกมาใส่..โธ่่่

booska and snafkin – คลอมถม นั้น มี ทุก อย่าง

talkless @ cafe de moc DEC2007

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part II : the beach

sunburn..

 

On our backs we lay just you and I, the warm sand surrounding us. High above, the summer sun peers down from the soft pastel sky. The gigantic clouds glide pass each other, in and then out of sight. If not for the two birds fluttering about, the sky would seem as if it were a painting done by a gigantic brush. 

 

We just lay there, without uttering a single word to each other; we listen to the sound of waves crashing against the shore. In front of us, the endless ocean seems to go on forever, revealing the perfect horizon in the distance. All thoughts seemed to have escaped my mind, a sudden evaporation.

 

Leaving the rest of the world behind, we allow our consciousness to wander. The salty breeze strokes our skin as it passes into another place and time. So still, like small particles we appear to become a part of the infinite landscape. 

 

 

 

    

part I : by the pool

 5 June 2008

 

The warm afternoon sun flickers lightly above the brilliant blue sky. Taking one huge breath, I dive down into the water.

 

The blue tiles arranged so neatly underneath the crystal clear surface. All of a sudden the world becomes quiet, a natural quietness unlike any other, a cool, calm silence. I let the water enfold around me, swallow me whole into the pit of its stomach. Letting go of the world above, I enter a state of zero gravity.

 

Floating in the center of the world I notice how the clouds, like huge balls of cotton, shift across the sky. I float there effortlessly watching them; their movements creating shapeless shadows on the water. In my weightless state, time is nonexistent. My hair sways like seaweed in the bottom of the ocean, taking on a life of its own.