sexta-feira, fevereiro 22, 2008

hills are alive with the sound of music

yellow
i still don't know what happened to me
blue
i sank twice three times boy-meets-girl
red
the desert is wide and loud
green
i hope i won't forget i hope i can self-forget forgive foresee forever
black
bleeding noses, loving kisses, dry coughing, 24 hour-love
purple
i spent the last month in the islamic republic of iran
orange
touch, dance, hug, look and talk to someone
white
evade into the wild, forget, change everything, please change everyting
pink
forget your name and put your picture in a coal miniature house
brown
tina, min, monica, sara, goli, arvand, leila, azaru, dariush, domenico, mehdi, tala, sam,bernum, saidi, and others and others
golden
i love countries where it snows. what's behind the curtain? what trash lies under this white blindness?
gray
this is cannot be about me. i love music. i sing sometimes. i need to sing more. pistachios and proteses.























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