The Right End

Bleeker Street

Strange Embrace

How Much Will I Find?

I know that places i’ve been travellin’ to would require more, but for the moment they should say Thanks! for this.
Whether Rome, Paris or New York have been my body’s host for little whiles during the past time the only place I could still think is here. Here with me and my own beliefs, thoughts, disbeliefs and denials. Ironically, or maybe not, things I hold dear still brake apart, still choose to be in somebody else’s way, or simply nowhere. Wrecks… One after another. Rats fleeing to the shores of a distant sea… It’s not about people or things… “Everything” was always a favorite of mine. So maybe it’s only me… I am my only scapegoat! How much will I find?

"I picture you in the sun wondering what went wrong
And falling down on your knees asking for sympathy
And being caught in between all you wish for and all you’ve seen
And trying to find anything you can feel that you can believe in
May God’s love be with you
Always
I know I would apologize if I could see in your eyes
‘Cause when you showed me myself I became someone else
But I was caught in between all you wish for and all you need
I picture you fast asleep
A nightmare comes
You can’t keep awake
May God’s love be with you
Always,
May God’s love be with you
‘Cause if I find
If I find my own way
How much will I find
You?
I don’t know anymore
What it’s for
I’m not even sure
If there is anyone who is in the sun
Will you help me to understand
‘Cause I been caught in between all you wish for and all you need
Maybe you’re not even sure what it’s for
Any more than me
May God’s love be with you
Always
‘Cause if I findIf I find my own way
How much will I find
You?"
Michael Stipe & Chris Martin – “In The Sun”

For those, just a few I am sure, reading these lines, there will be more respect to Rome, Paris and New York coming soon.

One of my first “pictures” is to be found here also – “The wreck of the day”