The Book of Ashes
Legend in his own mind, creator of all you see here, he walks this Earth on the path of the becoming.
On Wednesday, 3, May 2006 Ashes wrote...
The Perihleion 3... 10:44PM
We run in silent circles, of black and gold and brown. The colour slowing sliding in, the mental shades a lifting. Now things are getting better, the waters almost warm, the sky is almost clearing up and yet winters on its way.
To the left we have new tramping photos. I shall endevour to place up some movies as well. This site needs an overhaul (once again). The Perihelion3 has started...
Everyone has gone, everyone has left me, everyone forgot. Now a link, through the tenuous threads of cyber-space brings news, and news brings renewed connections and emails come flooding in with photos and imaginations.
Where-to where out thou? Inside from the cold? Whence comeith thy cold and to whom doth thy give this grand gift.
This week is an amazing week for foozeball. I have lost one game to the ten or so I have won. Perhaps the top of the ladder to I shall climb?
So ideas, the lead filled balloon of possible thoughts. Whence comeith these ideas, where do they go?
This weekend is a uniform party at my bro's flat (he send round an invite with skantily clad chicks in uniform, its a flat full of boys). Should be interesting. Also ideas for a party... my 30th is coming up this July. Any ideas? I have a few and its a Saturday this time round. Post your ideas here.