petek, 22. julij 2011

Go ahead, make my day.

Its the sky that gives you away. Each and everytime. Right?
No.

Well ...
On behalf of my unbalanced mind, I'm writing this to you, to remind you, how beautiful clouds can be. How their intangibility works for them.
Imagine clouds, as if they were all friends, low clouds, high clouds ... each and every one of them.

Imagine gathering them... gathering.. like friends do. 
It makes perfect nonsense.
Coz' gathering clouds its like trading a beautiful golden-ripe orange for a stalk of whithered broccoli. 

So, don't do that. Don't gather clouds.
Please.


petek, 1. julij 2011

Oda bedi.

Bedi, ki ni moja