ghost ship

no jumping , no falling over

nothing to wave and few to wave to
even though thick fog is still lingering
the compass is working
.
it will prey each desired harbour without losing any men
it can sail through every storm without geting its deck salty
every battle will be won without the smell of burning wood
.
it is always silence in the twilight zone
and the sands seem endless

innocent

nothing will be left of this old white dress

but there will be no embarasment

just the pride to be able to walk naked

over&out

it`s hard to find the place or the right atmosphere to explore ...
it`s hard to stay away from a ticket to your own world
but you`re just a few thaughts away from ruining that which makes you happy . you do crazy things. things you`d never do on a normal day . the type of things that you`d regret for a long time if it weren`t for the memory-erasing effect that is inevitable.
there are too many impressions and feelings ;i can`t diminish their importance by trying to transtate them into words.
i can`t hear myself . I forget what I tried to say after i open my mouth . you don`t understand me . i don`t understand myself.
sinestesy is just a way to encode it all .
no physical body .
no emotional state ?
no way to rewind and that`s what made it special
was it like that for me?
is it over ? are you already out ?