Camilo Esteban Noreña
I like lots of things,
Here are some of them.
It’s no big deal really, just seems like I am as far here as any place else. This is really not meant to make sense.
The mirror, sleepy eyes and a heavy complexion. You can tell the age off the bat only if you look at the heart. You can tell the dark brown swirls hold more than just an empty feeling. It’s not absent of Love or affection. It’s something else. You can tell he is really in the wrong time, he is meant to be some place else, time wise. But don’t tell. Don’t let it go because you have to be strong for Him. You have to forget the company and let him go. Remember why you did what you did and hold those burdens inside because its for no one else to carry.
Then,
So many things unsaid. Like a sentence fraction, something is missing. Maybe it was a grammatical error, and I didn’t understand. I’m coming back someday to claim what I want. But for today I must let some other person mingle in the gash of unfinished business… Hope for the best.
Oh yeah, it hit me earlier than I thought it would. Solitude of the heart
Frozen Planet 1.01 — To the Ends of the Earth
Over one third of our planet is frozen, and yet the icy worlds of the Arctic and Antarctic are as alien to most of us as the surface of another planet. They are places of superlatives; from ice caps that hold nearly 80% of our planet’s fresh water, to frozen forests that encircle the entire globe.
These are places that feed our imaginations. Places that seem to be borrowed from fairy tales. They are dominated and shaped by the ice, both by its coming and by its going.
This is our planet’s last true wilderness.
(Source: anastazha, via slowlydrifting)
(Source: dopeguy, via whatyoucallamisunderstanding)