Summer 2014

45.

Old school funk stimulations and a postcard from the edge of Cork

 

Triskel is playing records tonight. Music not known but familiar. I am playing glass of French wine and curiosity blind. Lady DJ's and everybody is dancing mad. Very retro with psychedelic infuse. Robot moves in golden shoes...

Art brushed, wine charmed, music powdered. I am disappearing of the radar into the city of aliens to become famous... hehehe

 

Hope you in love too!

 

Aliens . Briga Saulė, 2014

Aliens. Briga Saulė, 2014


The minute You leave, I start writing love letters... I fold your clothes still feeling your breath... I leave my pearls under the pillow for you to recall the memories of unexpected lurch in our hearts; where Souls kiss and takes us by surprise into a place beyond the space, beyond the rainbows, lets us fly...This is a place where no dies and maybe comes alive...

'It's not for you I waited all my life'- we loudly verbalise, well, me, I guess, again I lie... But you don't hear me, you untie my golden sandals after night in town and kiss my feet...- 'you must be tired, b, come here, look at me...' I barely hold my look, because I see your Soul. It shines at me and takes away my weapons of defence. It whispers gently- 'the waitings over, sugar, walk down accepting lane...'

Oh, I don't know, but let's not think for now. Just look around and bless this moment- let in potential for growth... you wise old Soul you, Love you hold...

 

So much kindness in me. So less I don't know's...

 


After two days of unsuccessful search for a place to live in Cork, just two hours before my bus leaving for Galway, I get to rent large double room with two big windows, its own separate kitchen and bathroom; two minutes away from the city centre charms- for four hundred euro a month, ha!

UNIVERSE LOVES US WITH NO END AND NO BEGINNING.

 

 

I sit on the stairs of art centre watching young mother looking at her baby... Love radiates its highest, golden leaves are starting to fall... Little boy, age I'd say nine, pulls out his violin and starts to play it. We all around amazed by the heavenly moment that beauty creates...

Sunny Saturday afternoon in my new home- Republic of Cork, hehehe

 

Cork . Briga Saulė, 2014

Cork. Briga Saulė, 2014

 

Hello kiss us the Fall!

by Brigita Stasun