:: 2004 25 January :: 5.12 pm

a poem by Kakinomoto No Hitomaro
I know she thinks of me, far off,
and wilts with longing, like summer grass
maybe if the mountains would bow down
I could see her again
standing in our doorway

let it

:: 2004 24 January :: 7.44 pm

Sometimes I just like to sit. Sit and think. It might sound boring but in the imagination many things can happen. Worlds and fantasies of splendor; realms of distant worlds unfold but most importantly dreams come true.

While I daydream it is hard to see the real world. Because in my imagination everything happens as I want it. Not one single detail is left out. But while I come back to reality, life isn't as colorful and vivid as I wished it. Instead of neon and metallic spectrums I get stuck with blacks, grays and maybe a hint of brown if I get lucky.

But is life just meant to be a dream? Or is it meant to be a dream come true?

let it

:: 2004 23 January :: 4.44 pm

A year now is no different than a year as a child. Only now we think of time as a hassle, even a waste, an unreachable goal. It’s as if the length of year increases with the years of our lives. Than when we reach the mountain peak and look back we see that the years going up were indeed strenuous and hard.

At the mountain’s top we cannot go back but only forward, and now the decent is much easier than the climb. But we still look back on those years of struggle and wish that if even for a moment we could return to the years of our youth, and climb that mountain once more before we settle into the green valley.

let it

:: 2004 23 January :: 3.59 pm

Snow was my gift

silent little lambs falling from tissue paper clouds,
landing on snow peaks
quietly blending into aged white hair
in hospital rooms

Arriving and settling onto wedding dresses
grumbling as polar bears
Talking of white lies, vanilla ice-cream,
and sheet music dotted with solos and harmonies

Falling
a tickertape parade
across a blank movie screen
among the milk and honey
of the manger of Christ.

let it

:: 2004 23 January :: 3.46 pm

School is officially HALF OVER


we are going downhill now folks!!!

let it