Sunbeam on the Moon:
The secret of the anonymized war. Eight Tentacles, Sixteen Sunbeams.
Sunbeam on the Moon:
Idiots are invincible, they can't see anything except their own reflection. And who would fight against the invincible?
Sunbeam on the Moon:
Joy is nothing you do on purpose. It's a light that attracts you, the afterglow in your eyes when it fades out. And then for a moment it appears like your head is on fire, like you're a moth on a lamp
Sunbeam on the Moon:
We'll run away together on an Island underneath a hundred Suns [Do you believe in Magic?]
Sunbeam on the Moon:
Stay Clean, Be Green
Sunbeam on the Moon:
I remembered the eyes of my one every time I saw his soul in the swaying grasses underneath the pastel sky.
Sunbeam on the Moon:
Everything we touch transforms to a magical language exerting secret powers and we thrive in the shadows to seek for our greatest self, the "us".
Sunbeam on the Moon:
Night without Darkness
Sunbeam on the Moon:
As you wake up the lights are all out. The air is dead but the blood leaves no doubt..Sleeping in the line of fire.Now if you want to live and thrive let the spider run off – run alive!
Sunbeam on the Moon:
You no longer penetrate the parchment skin. Emptiness has lost speed and its pale sun burnt a hole in my heart for nothing. For lack of gazes that recognized me, I became unrecognizable to myself. But now it‘s you.
Sunbeam on the Moon:
It is your own weight that pulls you down. What you have left is the precision with which you shift the load to the vertical.
Sunbeam on the Moon:
A group of famous, notorious mushrooms in a flurry of flashbulbs. Now you are exposed. The harvest season is not over. It has only just begun.
Sunbeam on the Moon:
Always by my Side and Always within me.
Sunbeam on the Moon:
That’s no sheep, it’s a frisian baaadass. You can recognize the difference by it’s main characteristics: It never follows the herd, it denies being followed by shadows and only casts the silhoutte of an Olympian Goat
Sunbeam on the Moon:
Stupida gallina, andiamo, fuori dai piedi, stai bloccando la bella vista col tuo corpo enorme. - MA L'HAI VISTA?! SEMBRA UN GOLLUM CON I CAPELLI ROSSI!
Sunbeam on the Moon:
I never liked saying "I love you". And now I could say it at any moment. And yet it's nothing more than an attempt to capture all that is indescribable in three words that are actually too worn out and too small for big feelings. I LOVE YOU
Sunbeam on the Moon:
When summer's ending, I'm collecting sand in my shoes, so that my feet never forget their way back home.
Sunbeam on the Moon:
These are dreams made into images, portals to deeper realities. That is not something photography is able to do. This is magic, soul. This is you. And for this I love you.
Sunbeam on the Moon:
A Sky full of Clouds also could be an Indication for a bright Atmosphere in ten thousand Meters Height. And with you I am higher than on cloud nine.
Sunbeam on the Moon:
‘People see god every day, they just don’t recognize him’
Sunbeam on the Moon:
I wish I could make your life easier, or take away any pain, or do "something"... if only Lightroom had a "remove spots in the sky" feature.
Sunbeam on the Moon:
In it's purest form, an act of retribution provides symmetry. The rendering payment of crimes against the innocent. Still, it's a risk that must be met; and the greater offense is to allow the guilty go unpunished. And now it‘s time to pay.
Sunbeam on the Moon:
Van Gogh's left Ear
Sunbeam on the Moon:
I can follow the trails only with a distance, and only realize at close range, that I got lost. The further I move away from them, the more it seems to me that this will be the journey without destination. Layer by layer, infinite anywhere, with you.
Sunbeam on the Moon:
„Now he is certainly sailing above, he on whom my wishes hang, and in whose hand I should like to lay my life's happiness. I will dare everything to win him and an immortal soul.“
Sunbeam on the Moon:
But you and me, we neither reduce ourselves nor complete each other, we grow beyond ourselves to expand the horizon to something that doesn't know limits.
Sunbeam on the Moon:
There's a gate inside you, that you try to open, because your soul doesn't fit through the keyhole.
Sunbeam on the Moon:
The colours of Happiness
Sunbeam on the Moon:
You still hope he‘ll come to wake you from this hundred’s years sleep of blossoming and thorns, because you believe in magic.
Sunbeam on the Moon:
Save Haven Harmony
