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goodbye
goodbye














Are you still there

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In state of confusion you made an illusion.

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]]> ~boonikabatedoba http://boonikabatedoba.deviantart.com/journal/20334258/ http://boonikabatedoba.deviantart.com/journal/20334258/ Fri, 05 Sep 2008 02:12:04 PDT Like something wasn't right
But tonight
I rest my head inside the crook of your arm
And I feel like a golden star

Exploding
Tonight we are full
Tonight we rejoice
Exploding
You are my golden star
Exploding

One, two

Though everything has come undone
The distance between us closes
And everything is suddenly

Exploding
Tonight we are full
Tonight we rejoice
Exploding
You are my golden star
Explode

Tonight we are full up
Tonight we rejoice
Tonight we are full up
In spite we rejoice like stars

Exploding…



been a month.


golden starTHE BRIGHTEST DIAMOND

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love.

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]]> ~boonikabatedoba http://boonikabatedoba.deviantart.com/journal/19112224/ http://boonikabatedoba.deviantart.com/journal/19112224/ Sun, 29 Jun 2008 15:33:48 PDT your minutes will become hours
your hours will become days
and your days will become a lifetime.

Letter 1

I disappeared exactly one year ago today. On that day I received a letter. It called me back to the place where my life with the elephants began.

Please forgive me, for the silence between us has been unbroken for one year.

This letter breaks that silence. It marks the first of my three hundred and sixty-five letters to you, one for each day of silence.

I will never be more myself than in these letters.

They are my maps of the bird path, and they are all that I know to be true.

Letter 7

"In the beginning of time, the skies were filled with flying elephants. Too heavy for their wings, they sometimes crashed through the trees and frightened other animals.

All the flying grey elephants migrated to the source of the Ganges. They agreed to renounce their wings and settle on the earth. When they molted, millions of wings fell to the earth, the snow covered them, and the Himalayas were born.

The blue elephants landed in the sea and their wings became fins. They are whales, the trunkless elephants of the oceans. Their cousins are the manatees, the trunkless elephants of the rivers.

The chameleon elephants kept their wings but agreed never again to land on the earth. They change the colors of their feathers every day. Today they are azure, and when it rains they are the color of pearls.

When they go to sleep, the chameleon elephants always lie down in the same place in the sky and dream with one eye open. The stars you see at night are the unblinking eyes of sleeping elephants, who sleep with one eye open to best keep watch over us."

Letter 68

"A pod of whales was lying like long recycling Buddhas on the sea.
My sister and I put our ears to the bottom of the boat so we could listen to their songs.

We turned to my grandfather and asked, 'What do their songs mean?'

'The whales do not sing because they have an answer,' he said.
'They sing because they have a song.'"

Letter 74

"I still have the first letter that you wrote to me. I carry it like a garden in my pocket.

If you come to me at this moment
Your minutes will become hours
Your hours will become days
And your days will become a lifetime.

I am never sure if I am reading the letter or if the letter is reading me."

*

"I saw promises I did not keep
...
wounds I did not heal
...
tears I did not share
...
lovers I left behind
...
dreams I did not live.

I saw all that was offered to me that I could not accept.
I saw the letters I wished for but never received.

I saw all that could have been
but never will be."

Letter 77

"Man has been walking the earth for millions of years, but the first letter was written only six thousand years ago... Who was the man or woman who finally decided that the tongue was not enough? ... Were they trying to restore the sacredness of words by writing them down? ... Now, thousands of years after the first letter was written, the purity of written words has almost completely perished... Maybe there is a way to speak to you through the lens of my camera about a world without words."

Letter 84

"An elephant with his trunk raised is a ladder to the stars.
A breaching whale is a ladder to the bottom of the sea.
My photographs are a ladder to my dreams.
These letters are ladders to you."

Letter 86

"My imagined edens have no words. Images, unlike words, can speak of silence without breaking it... The subject's eyes are closed in the images of my books of eden... Only when the eyes are looking inward can you see the edens within."

Letter 88

"I'm struggling in relearning what I knew as a child that enabled me to see animals with clear eyes. Without that clarity even my ears seem to miss much of the sublime music of nature... What a lonely species we have become.
The longer I watch the savannah elephants,
the more I listen,
the more I open.
They remind me of who I am...
May the guardian elephants hear my wish to collaborate with all the musicians of nature's orchestra.
I want to join the dance that has no steps.
I want to become the Dance."

Letter 184

"A compass and a pen can give you a reading on the lay of the river, but no mechanical instrument can measure the motion of the heart... One day, when you have crossed your last river, you will stand before an elephant who will measure the value of your life not by how many miles you have traveled and how muc... ]]> ~boonikabatedoba http://boonikabatedoba.deviantart.com/journal/18933323/ http://boonikabatedoba.deviantart.com/journal/18933323/ Thu, 19 Jun 2008 15:47:52 PDT


birthday-the birds and the bee-again&again

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copypastecopypastecopypastecopypastecopypastedelete.

]]> ~boonikabatedoba http://boonikabatedoba.deviantart.com/journal/18400076/ http://boonikabatedoba.deviantart.com/journal/18400076/ Mon, 19 May 2008 14:09:44 PDT i will be ok.

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PONY UP

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]]> ~boonikabatedoba http://boonikabatedoba.deviantart.com/journal/16076351/ http://boonikabatedoba.deviantart.com/journal/16076351/ Mon, 24 Dec 2007 11:58:17 PST Saw your shadow on the curtain
I presumed you let your self in
with the key you'd yet to return
You asked me how I'd been
And if I'd seen much snow
Skilfully avoiding things that happened here a year ago

So she's turned you out has she
well I cant say I'm surprised
After last years festive past
I find it hard to sing goodbyes

I slipped through slush on Boxing Day
the shops were shut no films were on
You swanned around to hers and left a note to say you'd gone

Stood by the fire place
You look ridiculous
You cant just come and stay here
like you did last Christmas
You know what you did wrong
and Christmas well Christmas is cancelled this year

The last thing I expected
was to come and find you knocking
at my door waiting for a treat in Christmas stockings ( how shocking)
Don't take you jacket off this is not you home
Just raise you glass to two more people spending Christmas day alone

Stood by the fire place
You look ridiculous
You cant just come and stay here like you did last Christmas
You know what you did wrong
and Christmas and Christmas well Christmas is cancelled this year

No mum don't worry about me il just have fish and chips for tea
I'll watch the queen and go to sleep
I'll watch the queen and go to sleep

Stood by the fire place
You look ridiculous
You can't just come and stay here like you did last Christmas
You know what you did wrong
and Christmas and Christmas well Christmas is cancelled this year
You know what you did wrong
and Christmas and Christmas well Christmas is cancelled this year

No mum, don't worry about me, just have a happy Christmas x 2
Christmas is cancelled this year

]]> ~boonikabatedoba http://boonikabatedoba.deviantart.com/journal/16015671/ http://boonikabatedoba.deviantart.com/journal/16015671/ Thu, 20 Dec 2007 14:20:23 PST To treat me like you do
When you've laid your hands upon me
And told me who you are

I thought I was mistaken
I thought I heard your words
Tell me how do I feel
Tell me now how do I feel

How does it feel, how should I feel
Tell me how does it feel, to treat me like you do

Those who came before me
Lived through their vocations
From the past until completion
They will turn away no more

And I still find it so hard
To say what I need to say
But I'm quite sure that youll tell me
Just how I should feel today

I see a ship in the harbor
I can and shall obey
But if it wasn't for your misfortunes
Id be a heavenly person today

And I thought I was mistaken
And I thought I heard you speak
Tell me how do I feel
Tell me now how should I feel

Now I stand here waiting...

I thought I told you to leave me
While I walked down to the beach
Tell me how does it feel
When your heart grows cold
(grows cold, grows cold, grows cold)

How does it feel, how should I feel
Tell me how does it feel, to treat me like you do
How does it feel, how should I feel
Tell me how does it feel, to treat me like you do
How does it feel, how should I feel
Tell me how does it feel, to treat me like you do

]]> ~boonikabatedoba http://boonikabatedoba.deviantart.com/journal/15887141/ http://boonikabatedoba.deviantart.com/journal/15887141/ Tue, 11 Dec 2007 06:15:08 PST And I can't hide the marks, but it's not a negative thing
So I let down my guard, drop my defences, down by my clothes
I'm learning to fall, with no safety net, to cushion the blow

I bruise easily, so be gentle when you handle me
There's a mark you leave, like a love heart, carved on a tree
I bruise easily, can't scratch the surface without moving me
Underneath I bruise easily, I bruise easily

I found your finger prints on a glass of wine
Do you know your leaving them all over this heart of mine too
If I never take this leap of faith I'll never know
So I'm learning to fall with no safety net to cushion the blow

I bruise easily, so be gentle when you handle me
There's a mark you leave, like a love heart carved on a tree
I bruise easily, can't scratch the surface without moving me
Underneath I bruise easily, I bruise easily

Anyone who, can touch you, can hurt you, or heal you
Anyone who, can reach you, can love you, or leave you

So be gentle.
So be gentle.
So be gentle.
So be gentle.

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