RINO AIIGO

Listen Listen to the trees, listen to the flowers Listen to the...

Tue, 30 Apr 2013 04:53:54 +0800

Listen

Listen to the trees, listen to the flowers

Listen to the wind, listen to the stars too

Listen to the things your eyes won’t tell you.

Ouroboros OphisAt the end is where I beginsinging a song of...

Mon, 29 Apr 2013 23:40:35 +0800

Ouroboros Ophis

At the end is where I begin
singing a song of recreation and death
while the flowers wither under the veiled moon
at dawn another budding shall bloom

Troubled, troubled troubled, troubledlet me light a...

Mon, 29 Apr 2013 23:39:33 +0800

Troubled, troubled

troubled, troubled
let me light a cigarette
the smoke smells like a leader
and now troubles follow

manifestation thoughts can be healthy or unhealthythe bad ones...

Mon, 29 Apr 2013 23:38:35 +0800

manifestation

thoughts can be healthy or unhealthy
the bad ones are like parasites
they manifests and feeds on the host
until the host’s brain self-destruct

another late night accompanied by coffee. in the bitterness, i...

Tue, 23 Apr 2013 06:46:39 +0800

another late night accompanied by coffee. in the bitterness, i find myself.

Late night nn X

Tue, 19 Mar 2013 18:41:50 +0800

Late night nn

I woke up today feeling strangely tired. I just want to bury my...

Tue, 19 Mar 2013 18:41:25 +0800

I woke up today feeling strangely tired. I just want to bury my face in my pilllows, they smell like my hair, they smell like me.. Leaving the bed feels like I am leaving parts of me behind. It’s so heartbreaking and sad. Of course I don’t always feel this way, but today.. Today is different.

So I got up, had a quick shower, melting cigarette in one hand and the rest of my body in the running shower..put on a new set of pressed shirt with shorts, and went to pack my bag. Brought along my guitar as well. I’m gonna name him Raphael. For some reason, the name sticks with such a beautiful feurengel.

A little photo session before I end it off. Today is a day to be different :) good kind of different.

With love,
nn

Photo

Tue, 19 Mar 2013 18:39:20 +0800

helplessly hoping

Wed, 05 Dec 2012 20:03:57 +0800

helplessly hoping

my love, you closed your eyes and I became a thought when you...

Wed, 14 Nov 2012 00:07:56 +0800

my love, you closed your eyes
and I became a thought
when you open your eyes
I will evaporate.

through each beloved strokes, layer after layer the endless...

Wed, 14 Nov 2012 00:06:41 +0800

through each beloved strokes, layer after layer
the endless aching passion inside me greets me and sets me free..

one week of cutting, layering, shaving, drawing.. and I’m...

Wed, 31 Oct 2012 17:32:00 +0800

one week of cutting, layering, shaving, drawing.. and I’m finally holding my heart in my hand, proud and happy.

visualgraphic: Vivir Así Studio

Sun, 28 Oct 2012 03:53:53 +0800

visualgraphic:

Vivir Así Studio

Photo

Sun, 28 Oct 2012 03:52:32 +0800

visualgraphic: One should strive

Sun, 28 Oct 2012 03:51:33 +0800

visualgraphic:

One should strive

anonymousjasmine: move over Kanye, move over Jay-Z Futurists in...

Fri, 14 Sep 2012 14:48:41 +0800

anonymousjasmine:

move over Kanye, move over Jay-Z

Futurists in Paris

The original punks

"Science fiction didn’t see the mobile phone coming. It certainly didn’t see the glowing glass..."

Fri, 14 Sep 2012 14:45:58 +0800

“Science fiction didn’t see the mobile phone coming. It certainly didn’t see the glowing glass windows many of us carry now, where we make amazing things happen by pointing at it with our fingers like goddamn wizards.”

- Warren Ellis - How To See The Future (via bashford)

away

Tue, 04 Sep 2012 02:16:57 +0800

“let’s get away from here one day.. we will go somewhere far, so far no one will be able to find us..”

beth nodded, and that becomes her one and only wish.

she held on to the burning sticks a little too tight, tears pulsing uncontrollably inside her throat. she kept her head down, avoiding any eye contact with people around her. those people who eyes her like she was the murderer. no, she is not. she is never one. her love murdered this little dove, this little dove which she loved so much. this little dove which carried two person dreams and two lives.

everything was shattering in speed of light. pieces and shards of glasses coming down like blizzards of a rocking ice cave. every trace of warmth slips away like a huff of breath. she was frozen with pain.

Emotions III

Thu, 02 Aug 2012 15:10:34 +0800

Emotions III

Maybe someone can give me a purple bear as a gift?

Thu, 02 Aug 2012 14:34:27 +0800

Maybe someone can give me a purple bear as a gift?