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Age:
55

Location:
kohila Estonia

Member Since:
02.10.08

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A quiet whisper of field billion drops,microscheme of space-Galaxy/Fog/Emptiness,relic radiation&nuclear fusion,extraordinarity of liptons and prose of The Black Hole.I am a little siberian/aurora bolearis on the sky/,look at me -I am caim and still,taiga said me:"Be happy now ,if you are was born to catch a fish./www.pine/

The lungs of the wind-a pines on te hills,his songs like clouds on the down.

Returning 207 degrees,

Pink cloud & yellow beach,like ivory,

cactus...

Wind by name"breez".

Wind has the eight hands-light on the road,

The flight of dragon-fly is

The Global Inspiration,

/because thisWay has goldheart/

Vertical lines of the sky-golden fields of earth,

Jupiter-sun going to paint a face on the lake.

Northen wind like bend tied two elements Sky&Ocean,lets creep on the line of surf a little beetle.

The global Inspiration:hurrican,heavy rain,peals of thunder,lightning-creazy wind and a little drop-man to deep meditation/Its drop so much love those clouds/

The moon of hipplanet/the opposite side of our moon-a jungles of free artist`s souls/

The mill of roads-observation post of vagabondo,old boots-sign of a freedom,nomadic style life is the boderland between Earth&Sky/w.vagabondo/

Integral of road is a pancil box,symbol of Way-54 colours,stand still "the green noise".let`s fly"a joyous swarm",Matrix of open space into the black box of one`s soul.

A chaos of buzzing sounds,a chorus of wicked grasshoppers,solo of frenzy nightingale/slowly flying arrow,cast-iron arrow,arrow./The lustre of metal,offsetting eyes of billions dragon-flys/mat light,lustre of metal,solo.chorus,chaos,buzzing,wicked,offsetting../The offing ogle oily/a chaos of buzzing sounds,a chorus of the flying dragon-flys.///A small hardy-gardy,small shaman with drummachine,small copper bugle,a little monkey-anarhist with mouth-organ and twist and twist and twist...////camp-fire:rubbish heap,scuffle,song of love homeless cats and empty sky/A night,give me a lighter,I want to switch on a stars/

A watch-big processor/shift,yellow text,lock/The black hands-method of control for a space with name TIME.Somebody can to speak:"Globe glow reflecting in the glass-it seem to be getting warmer here/the general alarm button/hold the line,please..."The time is going,walking.A big space very like Time,time likes to be"clever".Time very like an old women,because they like to speke in a whisper,under one`s breath,about IT/blue dialplate face/The road of a clock it is the black spiral into white cloud-a malicius dwarf with elastic spring,who are revolving hands like a small shaman/ant in a spin/"Fuck you a vertical theme because I have my circle in a spiral galaxy",-said someone a watch,sometimes.P.S.A Way don`t like a watch,because it is very small and wicked,because a Way going to do nothing...

The big spring of tundra,a herd of reinders-old song/polar wolfs-words/red line of horizon-symbol on the skin of a skydrum.

The rain is flying from the left to the right,railways of 54 colours-deep night.Railways is 45 flagstions-mat light,a train-night dragon/a van alone/,a train-old vagrant sing song:"There is a drought..." My minds like a superconductor,rails are a Matrix of rhythm./The wind drops/

Cheek on the black cover-a whisper of stars to cosmic night,Atlantic ocean near Azor islands...Milky Way-a pale kissel,who sticking together constellations arround scoop the Little Bear...