You have not known what you are.
You have slumbered upon yourself all your life.
Your eyes have been as much as closed most of the time.
What you have done is already in mockeries.

The mockeries are not you.
Underneath them
And within them,
I see you lurk...


-Walt Whitman


26.4.11

to build a home


There are only few songs that could bring about happiness, artistically wrapped within a melancholic symphony of loss and the bittersweet concept of letting go.



And I built a home
For you
For me
Until it disappeared
From me
From you
And now, it's time to leave and turn to dust.

-To Build A Home by The Cinematic Orchestra