I imagine what you doin

The siren son

 Jonna

And if I imagine, I think, I have thought and imagination.

When I think I think of you, I imagine and visualise you, on an horizon, in strange places in the sky, in the dark waters of the Universe, in fields of lilies, lavender, roses and strawberries. I visualise you dressed and undressed falling from the heavens into the depths of an abyss, I´ve been waiting for you, your suicide, your death in my arms. I imagine you, I visualise you, I have visions, feelings and emotions but I can´t touch you, you´re still alive, within the living, living on Earth. Imagination, thought, perfume, caresses and kisses between the silences of the words and moans of your voice running on the waters of my mind. 

I imagine what you doin.

Painting your days with the ashes of your present moment.

You there alone in a lake of trouble waters and strong wings painting pains, shame, guilt, anger and hate. 

I imagine things, what you doin.

You there alone by the lake, painting stories and tales of love, pleasures and delights.

I imagine you, painting a little roof with walls and imaginary sins but late for our first meeting.

A white screen at the edge of the water promising me to spend the day here with me and without any plans.

That´s the thing, spending the day together, being ourselves and letting things happen between the two naturally. If the sun's rays shine and if we both grumble we may walk together through the rays. If it rain we may let the rain paint our faces.

That´s the thing, the promise for this day, spending time together and letting things happen.

The promise looks beautiful, a beautiful landscape for our day together.

If the waves sound we will listen what the waves will sound. Either melodies, boat or torment. Sailor, whale and shipwreck. Water, sand, the sailor woke up on the beach. With cold he built a shelter and made fire. With thirsty and hungry climbed the coconut tree, but there was no fish. He spent the night in the shelter and fed himself with the milk stars when he was sleeping. He woke up in the morning to a mermaid whispering in his ear, Your boat is in the water and the whale will guide you through the seven seas. The whale painting the map of the seas and stars. The whale thought that would be uncomfortable to navigate to the south, to the west would be to forget, to the East like the other one, to the north unknown but promised land. The promise to spend the day with you, Jonna, siren, whale and boat of my life. I love snow, definitely inspiring and surrounding me. I feel good with your heart and soul, with your being, with your inspiring work, art, voice and words, with the place where you live.

Amazing

Something amazing in the workplace

For the one who has been alone for some time now, anything is amazing. Even the most insignificant thing or person is amazing. Better than nothing and no one.

Something or someone that comes on the way. From nowhere or from a script.

I don´t know what I´m doing here, with so many things to do there what am I doing here, here with you?

Swim in cold waters to understand the sauna of two people, me and her, of someone who has been painting, writing, saying and doing things.

No idea, but glad that you´ve been here with me.

Jonna

You amazing

I have no idea, just the things I listen and see from a far distance.