I’ve done shit

I’ve done shit

I’ve eaten shit.
I’ve drunk shit.
I’ve smoked shit.
I’ve worked shit.
I’ve cleaned shit.

I’ve talked shit.
I’ve felt shit.
I’ve seen shit.

It smells
It tastes
It burns
It bruises
It slips
It feels
It looks

… just like shit.

The shit is shit.
It happens. Get over it. Change it.
Don’t be shit!

To See

I wanna be able to see the light of the world,
I wanna be able to see the stars.
I wanna be able to hear the birds.

Do you wanna see the light of the world?
Do you wanna see the stars?

Let us see the light of the world,
Let us see the stars.
Come with me to see the light of the world,
come with me to see the stars.
Let us hear the song of the birds,
Let us see the light.

I wanna be able to play in the meadow-grass,
I wanna be able to pick the meadow-sweet.
I wanna be able to hear the birds.

Do you wanna hear the birds?
Do you wanna play the game?

Let us make our own light,
Let us conquer the world.
Come with me in the meadow-grass,
come with me to pick the meadow-sweet.
Let us make our own rules,
let us see the stars.

Hard to explain

Its different when someone is good with you or to you and when he is good for you.

It’s hard to explain to those who don’t want to listen or to believe. It’s hard to explain to those who have been comfortable all their life and don’t know happiness.

Don’t try to explain baby. Don’t listen to them. Don’t be the same.

I don’t want comfortable now. All I want is now. I want to feel. Comfort numbs the now. Comfort is preferable by all because it is easy to explain. They don’t want to listen to something nuanced that is hard to explain. It is the centuries old comfort versus happiness dilemma for them. It’s love versus lust for us…

Its hard to explain the thing inside you.

 

 

iPad Art

Skinny heart

When can you call a heart skinny? When it’s become thinner than normal. And a heart becomes thinner when things are not normal. Thin and dark, with holes and patches. It becomes thin and dark also when it misses something … or someone. When the heart losses it’s power. And a heart losses its power with every person it loses, with every lie it soaks, with every betrayal. It can be healed though. People say it can be healed with love.

heart

 

 

 

 

 

 

Magical

“I Know Places”

I know places we can go babe.
I know places we can go babe.
The high wont fade here babe.
No, the high wont hurt here babe.I know places we can go babe.
I know places we can go babe.
Where the highs wont bring you down babe.
No, The highs wont hurt you there babe.Don’t ask me when, but ask me why.
Don’t ask me how, but ask me where.
There is a road. There is a way.
There is a place. There is a place.I know places we can go babe
Coming home. Come unfold babe.
And, the high wont fade here babe.
No, the high wont hurt here babe.So,
Come lay… And wait…
Now wont you lay… and wait… Wait on me.

I know places we can go babe.
Coming home. Come unfold babe.
I know places we can go babe.
Coming home. Come unfold babe.

Lykki Li

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