outside the box

Moogiebox off 'd Mailbox
Wednesday, September 07, 2005

Just when I thought the postal system sucks... a long-awaited present was knocking at my door. And indeed a Great Surprise!

Sometimes, looking for answers to questions blurring your mind,
You find clearance through unexpected places
and suddenly everything makes sense.

Nick Drake | Spectrum | Cat Power

Listening to the music, the box whispered to me..

Would you like to ride two planes gliding through chocolate fields and tile-pieces of neverneverland... over-lookng the prints from the grassland where two sheeps kiss.. gathered with the scent of lemon grass and orange peppermint... drowning in the light from the canvas of Vermeer.. to arrive at the coffee auction at that Trading Company?

... Ear Candies and Eye Candies.. all beautiful and weird, warped and breathtaking. And as the box was talking to me, I drowned in the echo to the Moon and Back. Now the insomnia ran out. and left me with peace...

"Don't be in love with the autograph/
Just be in love when you love that song all night long."

... all these wrapped together with a fragile beauty of every little surprise sprinkled inside the box. And I Thank ICTHUS (erm, hehe) who gave me the giver of the box that was given.. and taste the scent of this Moogie7th Day...

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note: this post takes at least a few minutes to fully reveal itself; it may take awhile longer than expected to unfold tho. hehe... ¸.·´¯`·..¸¸ ><((((º>`·.¸¸¸.·´¯`·.¸

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atomicvelvetsigh drank tea with Pandora @ 7:33 AM

3 Comments:

WCTs said...: Love all these colors on your site, wow.....so groovy! I will stay tuned!; 9/8/05, 11:39 AM
atomicvelvetsigh said...: ohh thanks lyn! maybe visit my main blog too... click "twisted thoughts" on my sidebar. ill be looming over your blogs as well ^.^; 9/8/05, 11:48 AM
mr.A said...: Pink Moon van Mr. Drake is toch leuker!

...maar wie ben ik.; 9/10/05, 5:45 AM

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