Wednesday, 31 August 2011
And at once I knew, I was not magnificent.
This is a beautiful music video. Makes me think of the gypsy dream Soufi and I share. At 21, we are going to travel around Europe for a year with a bunch of hippie friends in a vintage Volkswagen that will be our nest of blankets and wild flowers. We will grow our hair long, wear daisy chains on our heads and no bras under our shirts and mark our bodies with paint and mud and chain smoke fat joints all day while listening to Sigur Ros, Bob Marley, The Beatles, Lykke Li, Tame Impala and lots of beautifully chill, trippy music. Maybe some Arajua or Amateur Takes Control for a little taste of home sometimes. Our brains will be saturated with ganja haze and the year-long high will bring us so many moments of complete euphoria and freedom and uninhibited joy and nights that we can look back on and finally say we felt 'infinite' as we sat by a chilly lake playing guitars and flutes and dancing, unselfconscious and topless, around a large bonfire.
HAHAHAHAHA OKAY HI DON'T TAKE ME TOO SERIOUSLY. This may or may not happen in the near future, but hippie girl and I are allowed to dream ~
I like putting my dreams and musings and the pictures in my mind into words and text that I can read over and over again. Feels a little less surreal and.......... Hahahahaha oh my god please laugh at me I am so self-indulgent haha who the hell cares about my dreams about dancing half naked with a bunch of happy little pot-heads in dreadlocks and out of their minds? I'm in a damn jiwa mood today kennut take it.
Shall take a shower and do some A Maths now gunait.
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