sketch pad

meine umwelt

avec moi, sans moi,

par moi

Ahh… and the tales I shall unfold

May blast comprehension if the truth be told

An ode to the masters, martyrs and whims

A satyr on life and sullied daydreams


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durate et vosmet rebus servate secundis

carry on and preserve yourselves for better times (Virgil)

Si je peu je peu je maxima peu je rie je cri je maxima di

Et le fli

Le fil

Le maxima di

Ke eva la le

La ley la let

La maxima le

Je let

In sha la fe

La fe fe

In sha la fe

Mi le

Ma rie ma fe

Mi maxima le

Ke eva la le

Le let

Y in sha la fe

La maxima fe

En el la le

De maxima fe

Ma rie

La di

(10th Jan ‘15)

My mate

     My fate

          Ever late

Why me?

     Dead already.

He crashed and burned

     A ghostly medley

His body rests

     in Heaven

          Encircled by Arms.

(7th Sep ‘14)

Le ama (je parle bbl) respira

Brownian Love in Motion

faber est quisque fortunae suae

every man is architect of his own fortune

Spun from me a translucent thread

Left an ephemeral bubble

Right on turbulent shores

Spanning spinning orbiting

They heard, they came, they staked a claim,


Encircled by Arms aka My Mite