donderdag 21 augustus 2014

18 August 2014

A long the natural forest and the two dead birds

planted one

I found an earring in the earth

There is a wardrobe full of things

nobody seems to know from who they belonged

I ate two flowers a pink purple one and a lila one

It taste like salad



Yesterday we sat around the fire and the boys where talking about the villages where the were born

Platana was transported with makinas along the cable

where these machines where hanging there was a path

At one point of the path you had to walk very fast,

people said that a phantom of someone who died lived there

The machines hanging on the cable made strange sounds

A long the way

A long the road

There where two dead birds covering eachother with their wings

Melted wax on the stones of the path

Ancient walls

A piece of coconut

A ritual? Someone killed two pigeons


In a way they died together

Which was romantic

I could feel some presence


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