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| So hallo.. very considerate people who still reads my xanga.. heh.. Im going to Ethiopia late jan to late may!!!! Aaargh I cannot believe Im doing this.. Ill be "working" with HIV patients on a mountain outside Adis Ababa.. Im scared, but moreover crazy freaking excited.. defenitely laying this in God´s hands.. otherwise none of it wouldnt matter.. thinking about it, right now Im mostly scared of the vaccines ( I know..), and the plane ride, since Ive never been on an airplane by myself before.. the NGO is beza foundation.. see you.. or maybe not ;) | | |
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We had second thoughts about this restaurant.. 
..we captured one of the swedes on camera.. they are so hard to catch these days 
..suspeciously inspecting the foreign country 
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| I love you through sparks and shining dragons, I do, now there's poetry, in an empty coke can. I love you through sparks and shining dragons, I do, now there's majesty, in a burnt out caravan. You got me off the paper round, just sprang out of the air, the best things come from nowhere, I love you, I don't think you care. I love you through sparks and shining dragons, I do, and the symmetry in your northern grin. I love you through sparks and shining dragons, I do, I can see myself in the refill litter bin. You got me off the sofa, just sprang out of the air, the best things come from nowhere, I can't believe you care. I love you, I love you, don´t leave me.. waiting for a good friend getting drunk in what seems to be imposibble, but just proven wrong oh to simplify my thoughts to notes playing them intoxicating unrealities continuosly.. in your face, but I didnt mean it like that, I just cant help it Im sorry.. but if I play would you dance with me? | | |
| So many contradictions, but now the ability to find the hidden joy beneath it all.. many things has happen in and outside of Masters the last month. Many changes, a lot of new stuff, many challenges, very much clinging on to.. yet another layer has fallen of, very vulnerable it is really hard to express how you really feel in a language other than your mother "thong" :) so maybe this song by mewithoutyou best can sum up how I feel.. in the sence that if I didnt have a way into God, everything would be one big repitition.. and actualy a whole lot of the text. On a bus ride into town, I wondered out loud, "Why am I going to town?"
As I looked around at the billboards and the stores I thought, "Why do I look around?"
And I kissed the filthy ground... the first dry spot I found...
I didn't have to wonder why I was laying down.
Before long I was too cold... took a bus back to the station,
I found a letter left by a pay phone with no return contact
And it read like a horn blown by some sad angel,
"Bunny, it was me... it was me who let you down"
It was the shyest attempt I'd ever seen at conversation.
But if I didn't have You as my guide, I'd still wander lost in Sinai,
Counting the plates of cars from out-of-state,
How I could jump in their path as they hurry along!
And You surround me, You're pretty but You're all I can see
Like a thick fog...
If there was no way into God,
I would never have laid in this grave of a body for so long.
And St. Cyril's fair always came through the first week of September
But it's already the 19th... and there's no sign of it...
Yet I have a hard time remembering all the things I should remember
And a hard time forgetting all the things that I was supposed to forget.
And, Christ, when You're ready to come back,
Then I think I'm ready for You to come back;
But if You want to stay wherever exactly it is You are,
That's okay, too... it's, it's really none of my business.
When everything has been said, I think I feel a huge gratitude toward life, which leads to that I often find myself lost in a moment, philosofying about all the beauty in humans, nature and city surrounding me..
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| Its comming closer, its sneaking up on me, I can smell it, its right there, I cant run away, its too fast, its overtaking me, trying to fight it, but its hopeless.. Aaargh its overtaking my mind, my whole being.. what is this, what is this?!
Its: MASTERS!!!
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