Saturday, May 27, 2006


Ah, imgaine running through the swiss alps without a worry in the world. carefree. bliss. at one with it all. just as the landscape cascades you look up and realise the "crossroads" of it all. the mountains in the distance, the white fluffy clouds, the cold tantalizing breeze, the fresh fowers at your feet. your free. your happy. it all seems to make sense again. Frozen in a moment of time you are hit with the dynamics and mystic wonders of the world all over again.


~ the idealistic realist speaks again..=) ~


Posted by shellsofsilence at 10:20 AM