falling for white roses
photography and writing by samantha dormehl.
Tuesday, January 20, 2015
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
my africa
i miss everything about it and i love everything about it. i love the ideosyncracies that piss everyone else off. i love the people. i love that taxis hoot and drive down the road like crazy people. i love that we have a beautiful and real rythym that stems from a unification of a multitude of cultures. i love how our landscape people and places make me feel like my feet grew from the ground and soil upon which i stand. i love how things don't always work like they should. i love that we don't have proper public transport. i hate the tubes. i sit looking at peopole every morning. doing the same shit they have done every day for the last however many years. on the same page of the same newspaper. i wonder what they do and how many hours they have spent doing just this. sitting underground. and then i remember the space that south africa allows you. the space to breathe. to scream. to dance. to be. and i feel at home just thinking about it.
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
happy birthday
today is your birthday. today is about remembering.
today is about letting go...
messages to heaven
released up to you
notes about laughing
and crying too
a bottle of vino
the kind of love i miss
a letter i wrote
blue eyed boy
you are my moon
the memories can't fade so soon
holding them tight
letting you go
i will see you again, i know
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
wednesday wisdom
on it, everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. the aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctirnes, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilisation, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every "superstar," every "supreme leader," every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there - on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.
>> carl sagan 1934-1996
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Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Friday, September 2, 2011
dance dance dance
let go. feel the music. jump around. dance like you're the only one on this earth that knows how.... wow its exhilerating. x
a dreamer dreams she never dies
sometimes the dreams that come true are the ones we never knew we had. they only become evident once you realise that you cannot control everything. that despite what society says about forward planning and thinking about the future, you can arrive at a point when you feel that it is time to let go. time to live in the present. the here and the now. forgetting about outside forces and norms that put pressure on you to think ahead, to strive for success, to have a 5 year plan. we forget about today. we forget about now. we tend to live thinking rather about what's to come. revel in the moment. embrace the simple things. appreciate and surround yourself with friends, new and old. dont spend your day wishing it away. hoping for tommorrow. there is so much to be gained from every present moment. sleep soundly, tread gently and dare to dream....yey for friday....
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