Trace the moment.

From then onward,
When the night falls,
It was already too late to refuse,
It was too late to stop loving you.
So let yourself free,
Run to deliverance,
It was already too late to return,
It was too late to start again.

BEATRICE

Art, books, films, photos.

02/12/2006 - 02/19/2006
07/30/2006 - 08/06/2006
11/26/2006 - 12/03/2006
12/10/2006 - 12/17/2006
12/17/2006 - 12/24/2006
12/24/2006 - 12/31/2006
12/31/2006 - 01/07/2007
01/28/2007 - 02/04/2007
02/04/2007 - 02/11/2007
02/11/2007 - 02/18/2007
03/04/2007 - 03/11/2007
03/18/2007 - 03/25/2007
04/08/2007 - 04/15/2007
05/06/2007 - 05/13/2007

Thursday, May 10, 2007

@12:18 PM

Drop your bag,
close your eyes,
go on a ride,
make your way through.
Let life's fresh burst of mysteries call upon you.
Feel it soft,
hear no noise,
call it gently,
watch it come to life.
Let life's fresh burst of mysteries call upon you.

I remembered.