Ciel la vie. Hangs onamong. The starsabove the treede la nuit. 

Ciel 

la vie. Hangs on
among. The stars

above the tree
de la nuit. 


Sitting in a musical garden. Waiting for the Sun. And it makes me wander. 

Sitting 
in a musical garden. Waiting 
for the Sun. And it makes me 

wander. 

(Source: ethanrussell.com)


Life. Your own. To flap about. Do something today to fly. Around a flower tomorrow. 

Life. 

Your own. 

To flap about. Do something 
today to fly. Around a flower 

tomorrow. 


(Source: Wikipedia)


Moontree. 
Hanging on. Phasing light. 

Moontree. 

Hanging on. Phasing light. 

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The air you take is equal to the flight you make. Life is your balloon. Don’t blow it. 

The air you take 
is equal to the flight you make. 

Life is your balloon. Don’t blow it. 


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Love is heart to find. 

Love is heart to find. 

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Bend. 
Your mind. To see
the light in every star.

(Photograph by Man Ray - “Anatomies”, 1930)

Bend. 

Your mind. To see

the light in every star.

(Photograph by Man Ray - “Anatomies”, 1930)

(Source: all-art.org)


Everything starts from a dot. Even my dreams that fill the sky. Swiftly turning into art, with youby my side. 
Today, look in. 
You’ll find the light, between the colors of your heart. Today, look up. 
Those dreams will shine. Smile. The day has just begun.
(Painting by Wassily Kandinsky - “Bleu de ciel”, 1940)

Everything starts from a dot. 
Even my dreams that fill the sky. 
Swiftly turning into art, with you
by my side. 

Today, look in. 

You’ll find the light, between 
the colors of your heart. 

Today, look up. 

Those dreams will shine. Smile. 
The day has just begun.

(Painting by Wassily Kandinsky - “Bleu de ciel”, 1940)

(Source: arthistory.about.com)


Bench view. Me holding you. 
Imagine that. Through the heart..

Bench view. Me holding you.
Imagine that. Through the heart..



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