Galt MacDermot - Coffee Cold

There is a sensual river oozing out of this song, so humid and ethereal, that turns every dirty thought into a blazing solitary pilgrimage on bodily sights unseen. Goodnight.

The Duel - Electric Dreams Movie

This scene from a very old movie (I was around 8 or so when it came out) is one of my favourites. The flirtation between the two characters (Madeline & Edgar), incorporates so much "electricity" (pardon the pun), much like the sparks that flash between two people, moments before, during and right after their first ever kiss :-)

I adore it.

Adele - I Found A Boy

Wow

How can you describe that which you cannot even define?

A sense of warped deja vu, where everything falls into familiar place, yet everything seems strangely fresh and as if like seen from an original perspective.

The furniture in that old childhood room that you revisit, where you can obviously accept the passing of time, yet your gut screams out loud in favour of that same old familiarity that has transformed the essence of your memory, into something new, which only now do you begin to accept and appreciate as innovative. To you, everything (though slightly changed) is still in place. Where it should be.

I doubt if I am making any sense, again.

Where I'm getting at, is the question of how you manage to recognise whether a beautiful sentiment is only just that, or whether it stands guard in front of a deeper path unfolding before your very eyes, enveloping your whole being as it does so, and convincing you to look away, while it's preparing its onslaught towards rendering you defenceless in a matter of days...

Beautiful.

Nuff said.

Baby Penguin Tickled

I could die just watching this :-)))

Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep

Do not stand at my grave and weep,

I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am in a thousand winds that blow,

I am the softly falling snow.

I am the gentle showers of rain,

I am the fields of ripening grain.

I am in the morning hush,

I am in the graceful rush

Of beautiful birds in circling flight,

I am the starshine of the night.

I am in the flowers that bloom,

I am in a quiet room.

I am in the birds that sing,

I am in each lovely thing.

Do not stand at my grave bereft

I am not there. I have not left.

by Mary E. Frye

 

Whoop for Elizabeth! Farewell gorgeous heart ♥

Awesome

This photo I found on the internet has obviously been tampered with (creatively and ingeniously if I may say so), and was instantly transformed from a message of hate, into a message of peace.

Respect.

Adele - Rolling In The Deep

There's a fire starting in my heart,
Reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark,

Finally, I can see you crystal clear,
Go ahead and sell me out and I'll lay your shit bare,
See how I'll leave with every piece of you,
Don't underestimate the things that I will do,

There's a fire starting in my heart,
Reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark,

The scars of your love remind me of us,
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all,
The scars of your love, they leave me breathless,
I can't help feeling,

We could have had it all,
(You're gonna wish you never had met me),
Rolling in the deep,
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep),
You had my heart inside of your hands,
(You're gonna wish you never had met me),
And you played it to the beat,
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep),

Baby, I have no story to be told,
But I've heard one on you and I'm gonna make your head burn,
Think of me in the depths of your despair,
Make a home down there as mine sure won't be shared,

The scars of your love remind me of us,
(You're gonna wish you never had met me),
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all,
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep),
The scars of your love, they leave me breathless,
(You're gonna wish you never had met me),
I can't help feeling,
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep),

We could have had it all,
(You're gonna wish you never had met me),
Rolling in the deep,
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep),
You had my heart inside of your hands,
(You're gonna wish you never had met me),
And you played it to the beat,
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep),

Could have had it all,
Rolling in the deep,
You had my heart inside of your hands,
But you played it with a beating,

Throw your soul through every open door,
Count your blessings to find what you look for,
Turn my sorrow into treasured gold,
You'll pay me back in kind and reap just what you've sown,

(You're gonna wish you never had met me),
We could have had it all,
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep),
We could have had it all,
(You're gonna wish you never had met me),
It all, it all, it all,
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep),

We could have had it all,
(You're gonna wish you never had met me),
Rolling in the deep,
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep),
You had my heart inside of your hands,
(You're gonna wish you never had met me),
And you played it to the beat,
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep),

Could have had it all,
(You're gonna wish you never had met me),
Rolling in the deep,
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep),
You had my heart inside of your hands,

But you played it,
You played it,
You played it,
You played it to the beat.

Creep - Karen Souza

Sometimes my own skin makes me cry too.
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I am, as ever, unsure why that is, or how come some random sweet-sadness engulfs me and envelops me and swallows me and chews me up and spits me out, like nothing at all has actually taken place and as if I imagined the whole darned thing.
.
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It must be a hormonal imbalance of some sort.
.
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Maybe I am cursed to be eternally pregnant. Seriously.
.
.
This song is almost as psychotically peculiar as I am, methinks.

Especially this cover version, that always leaves me bewildered.
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Which might actually explain why I love it so much.

-.

Goodnight little Martians.

Divine

Happy Carnival Season!

Tori Amos - Somewhere Over the Rainbow (live)

Is Love...

...alive?

:-.