Someday it'll probably all come out right......or not....;)....:(  ....... 

Some animation/flash-stuff here would be great  . And it'll probably come some fine day...

For now it's just A PICTURE-BOOK ADDED SOME MUSIC, 

AND IF EVER YOU SHOULD CARE TO LISTEN, PLEASE PUT ON

SOME HEADPHONES  OR OPEN YOUR SPEAKERS AS THERE'S A

SONG ATTACHED TO EACH SITE....the music is the MainReason, for creating all these sites..

..a load of memories and/or a celebration for the loved ones in my life. Days gone by..some words were unspoken.

 Some said more than enough. But  THE LOVE never left.

A pictureBook sent into CyberSpace

Beth 

I made my song a coat,

covered with embroideries                                    

Out of old mythologies

From heel to throat;

But the fools caught it,

Wore it in the world's eyes

As though they'd wrought it. 

Song, let them take it.

For there's more enterprise

In walking naked.

W.B.Yeats 

 Your dress looks good on
You, my love
And your house looks like
it's heaven
Why are there
so many people outside of it
Everything you have will be
You can't take anything with you
Except the love
The love I have for you
Your eyes look like they're from God
And your face looks like it's from God
Why are you
going to be outside eternity ?
Everything we know will be

You can't take anything with you

except the love I have for you
I know you want to

*Vast*

T.Waits

Der findes ingen vej til kærligheden

Den lægger sig tværs over vejen

og når kærligheden er død

er vejen ødelagt*  

the music in my heart I bore

long after it was played no more

Wordsworth

                                                                             on my weddingDay<3

What Hearts May Come:

*I found you in hell. Don't you think,

I could find you in Jersey?*

      We went for a walk.

 You and I. 

Often. Sunday was pink and cozy. Always was. But this day was more  like Monday afternoon. We had our camera.

You wanted to take some photos of me. Always did. We had some work..finding the right position and angle.

 We laughed. Fooled around. As usual.

 I was  nonchelant. LazyLoveNonchelant. Always peace by your heart. I came from the wild fields.

 And I found a home. In you.

 I've seen this photo so often. But never really looked at it...into it. Until now. Now you're dead.

 I want to step into the picture. Then my eyes would see you again. I would smile and laugh. As I did then.

 So would you. I would watch you being busy handling the camera. I would have felt how you loved me.

Soon would miss me 'cause I was going to take the train home. Another working week.

I would still be able to have our baby. MorningSickness. Being spoiled by love and care.

 And I would leave, knowing you'd always be there. Even from a distance. And we would go on meeting. Time and time again.

 And the sun would always be shining cause the rain didn't matter. And your hands would hold me. Hold the cigaret.

 Hold the world. And I would still be the Princess Of The Sun.

In the sun. And Sune is just like the sun. With an *e* in the end. And the end is mine. All alone.

It's me sitting pretty there in the sun. On top of the world. Touching the skyline.

And I see myself with your eyes. Cause it was you that  took the photo. And I never wanna leave that skyline.

  Never wanna leave your side. The green grass (allthough it's painted red now..by some unknown reason).

The moment. Your eyes.

Please stay, my Baby. My handsome lover. My caring friend. And I would never have to ask you to stay.

But I would beg you now...please stay.

In X years you're going to die. And I can't lose you 'cause it's just not possible.

Anyway, I will keep on begging you to stay....stillPicture..frozen in time. Don't move.

We will both go wrong ways...be apart...and those wrong ways will lead to your death in X years. So,

won't you just stay, please.

In realLife, in that photo 

We would never leave. We could never leave.

.....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Now it's out of our hands. No more decisions  for us to  make.

 Out of our hands. And you can no longer hear my voice. No longer can your arms and hands grab out to reach me.

 No longer can you hold a camera. No longer can you see me. And the world is not a photo.

 But the photo is a piece of our life.

And life has ended. Your life. I envy you.

You can no longer miss me. I can't stop missing you.

And eventhough I should

something inside me...just won't let go.

Refuses to follow the living. Just won't. Cause I've seen it all. And I'd

finally found my true home. So how could you just leave me here among the living strangers?

My heart is dying day by day. And I have no intention of saving it.

It's a wildHeart. Brought me so much  bliss and so many dangers. CrazyWays. FarAwayPlaces.

CrazyLove. FarAwayLove.

And,

it found me a home. It remained wild. In a quiet way.

Now, we're  homeless.  I won't follow anymore.

Won't listen anymore. It will howl in the winds. At the moon. In the night. But,

I won't listen. I won't follow. It's over.             

*And I would love my love*

music: Sonnet no. 18/Bryan Ferry