2/19/2009

~ strange kind of man ~





my favourite painting. ever ever.
seated deamon by michaił wrubel.
i saw it for the first time when i was in highschool, reading master and margarita.
album motive of devil in art. late november. library.
and he. sitting there in this raspberry sunset.
i always imagine there's an almost unnoticeable tear running down his left chin.
beautiful. calm. dangerous. sweet. sad. reflexive. authentic. warm. harsh. soft. cruel. loving.
human.
i always wonder if a man like him exists. dunno. but i will find him ;)
cause... well, apart from the tear, i imagine he's waiting.
for somebody that's coming.
coming back.
very very soon.

after all, when two soulmates meet
it's always a coming back after a what-took-you-so-long journey.
it's always a reunion.


1 comment:

  1. tend to believe in "she loves me not, she loves me still, but she'll never love again" yet the way you see things makes me go so much against it

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