Wirral Hill Blues (the missing Thorn)

The feeling of you

Love is love

The asura

Beings may go to the Asura realm because in human form they had good intentions, but committed bad actions such as harming others.

While all the gods of the Kāmadhātu are subject to the passions to some degree, the Asuras above all of them have become addicted to them, especially wrath, pride, envy, insincerity, falseness, boasting, and bellicosity. Because of their passions, rebirth as an Asura is considered to be one of the four unhappy births (together with rebirth as an animal, a preta or a being in Naraka). The state of an Asura reflects the mental state of a human being obsessed with ego, force and violence, always looking for an excuse to get into a fight, angry with everyone and unable to maintain calm or solve problems peacefully.  (Wikipedia)

True colours

Goodbye

An oldie from Macca...almost forgotten now!

Unnecessary pain

The grids of pain

Enlightenment?

To the other three (also with love)

Cannot forget my other three favourite Liverpudlians...

To George, with love

Homage to my favorite Piscean!

I truly miss you, Georgie!

Truth

An old song that says it all....the whole truth and nothing but


LOVE ME FOR WHAT I AM


We fell in love
On the first night that we met
Together we've been happy
I have very few regrets
The ordinary problems have not been hard to face
But lately little changes have been slowly taking place
You're always finding something is wrong in what I do
But you can't rearrange my life because it pleases you


You've got lo love me for what I am
For simply being me
Don't love me for what you intend
Or hope that I will be
And if you're only using me to feed your fantasy
You're really not in love so let me go
I must be free


If what you want isn't natural for me
I won't pretend to keep you, what I am I have to be
The picture of perfection is only on your mind
For all your expectations love can never be designed
We either take each other for everything we are
Or leave the life we've made behind
And make another start


You've got lo love me for what I am
For simply being me
Don't love me for what you intend
Or hope that I will be
And if you're only using me to feed your fantasy
You're really not in love so let me go
I must be free

Inner jewel, inner destruction

Personal utopia

The chant of the Cyber Tyrant

Political correctness 3

Political correctness 2

Sad fairytale

Once upon a time

a little girl escaped a dungeon 

She was put there 

by an evil hag

that hated little girls

She walked the forest

and was almost killed many times

by beasts 

that didn't like little girls

Some forest creatures 

pitied the little girl

and taught her some things

so she could walk the forest

and survive

She found one day

a giant

that cared for her

so she thought 

she could rest a bit

But the giant 

didn't like the food

that the little girl liked most

and put spell in the food

and the food would poison her

so he thought

She would stop eating it

and he would be happy with her

The little girl died

because the giant

never told her

what he did...

The giant didn't mind.

He never really cared for the girl.

He cared only for the food he ate.

Political correctness 1

The road to hell is paved with good intentions

A song from the heart

La demande de le saint Graal

Perfume in the dark

Chrysalis

Revisiting an old quote

Compassion

Inside the green-eyed monster

The rescue of the innocent

Cutting through

Treasure

Homage to the Bard

The song of the ancient druid

A rose by any other name...

Rotten threads

Time to go

I shall stay until the wind changes

(Mary Poppins)

the WILDE one

...homage to him!

Isis re-veiled

Bullshit

Attempted profanity

Amaterasu

Black twister

Canzone per te

A homage to a beautiful song

Canzone per te (Sergio Endrigo)

La festa appena cominciata
È già finita
Il cielo non è più con noi
Il nostro amore era l’invidia di chi è solo
Era il mio orgoglio la tua allegria

È stato tanto grande e ormai
Non sa morire
Per questo canto e canto te
La solitudine che tu mi hai regalato
Io la coltivo come un fiore

Chissà se finirà
Se un nuovo sogno la mia mano prenderà
Se a un’altra io dirò
Le cose che dicevo a te

Ma oggi devo dire che
Ti voglio bene
Per questo canto e canto te
È stato tanto grande e ormai non sa morire
Per questo canto e canto te

Chanson pour les psychopathes

Cruelty

Poisoned rose

Be-tray-all

Through the looking glass revisited

Radioactive kraken (the lament of Cliodna)

Depuration

Coalescence II (the sense it makes)

Wounds

The rescue of the Queen Bee

Ninon de Lenclos

A little indulgence

Minimalist

A

Point

in

the 

middle 

Coalescence