Nuclear power plants r the ones that'll kill us. We need new power plants 2 go, go, go 2 the max - these new plants are plants of the mind.
In Oz: Queens And Kings by BeauCyphre, literature
Literature
In Oz: Queens And Kings
In Oz: Queens And Kings
* An escalation by Beau Cyphre *
I'm here to fulfill the mirror image of everything I wrote yesterday in another place:
So Tiberius became your favorite photographer, and what could be better than being portrayed through your lover's eyes? If Ludwig II had a chance to find his real love, he would have searched for you, and now Tiberius got the chance to be your king. Talking about beauty is too obvious looking at this picture, talking about dreams of castles, queens and new worlds where all dreams can become reality is the only thing I can do.
You're so deep in love with her that there'll never be enough words to d
In Oz: Brasil
* Eine Eskalation von Beau Cyphre *
Es dauert nicht mehr lange, nicht wahr? Brasilien hat dich bald wieder, und du kannst mit Leib und Seele in dieses Land eintauchen, in dem ich noch niemals zuvor war.
Ich habe gehört, man braucht dort keine Masken. Man liebt dich dort einfach für dein Lächeln, und wenn du dort Freunde hast, hast du sie für immer. Sie vergessen dich nicht. Sie halten dich genauso, wie du sie hältst, und sie haben keine Angst davor, dir in die Augen zu schauen. Was für ein wunderbares Land muss das sein!
Ein ehemaliger Freund von mir hat vor einigen Monaten mal kritisiert und b
In Oz: Recurring Dream
* An escalation by Beau Cyphre *
The perfect body goes with the perfect ass, and although you don't show too much in that picture, I must always think of dreaming down your spine and kissing up your neck. You're a hell of a girl, and just for a second I'd like to change places with your friend, get her camera to shoot that single picture that reveals everything and nothing at all. Yes, I would fail, 'cause Ina did the perfect picture: By concentrating on your back and the shadow play on your skin she lights my fire, and watching your sensuous lips I imagine stories only real sirens can tell.
Ich bin
* Eine Eskalation von Beau Cyphre *
"Das bin ich - und bin es zugleich doch nicht.
Ist nicht jeder Mensch ein Paradoxon?
Ich liebe den Himmel und die Hölle. Und das, was dazwischen liegt.
Und zugleich verachte ich diese "Dreieinigkeit" des Lebens."
Danke erst einmal für deine wunderschöne Antwort, und entschuldige, dass ich es nicht früher geschafft habe, dir zurück zu schreiben.
Wer weiß, wie und was wir Menschen wirklich sind? Wir sind große Geheimnisse, die im Alltag nur allzu schnell vergessen, dass es pure Magie sein muss, die sie geschaffen hat.
"Das Leben ist ein Wund
In Oz: Lost In Wonderland by BeauCyphre, literature
Literature
In Oz: Lost In Wonderland
In Oz: Lost In Wonderland
* An escalation by Beau Cyphre *
Maybe you remember how I wished for this picture on your Facebook? And now it's here, beautiful as a fairytale. Could it be really snow falling in the middle of summer, or is this just some kind of magic trick? It doesn't matter, because everything's possible in this wonderful world we live in. Someway I think of you as a child looking at this wonder with wide open eyes, and I'm the Mad Hatter just following you and looking over your shoulder. Yes, all roads lead home, but this one seems to be a special one Alice is searching for, and I'll be with her wherever she goes...
THE ART CRIMES: Vom Wolf und der Liebe by BeauCyphre, literature
Literature
THE ART CRIMES: Vom Wolf und der Liebe
THE ART CRIMES: Vom Wolf und der Liebe
* Eine Geschichte von Beau Cyphre - mit einer Illustration von Augenss *
Ich mag das Verspielte an dir, das spontane Feeling dieser Aufnahme! Das Foto hat etwas sehr Kindliches, sehr Unschuldiges, und dennoch ist da noch etwas, das zeigt, dass du es gleichzeitig faustdick hinter den Ohren hast.
"Danke : )"
Du bedankst dich? Braves Mädchen! Deine Großmutter hat dich gut erzogen. Wer weiß, wozu es gut ist? Denn es war einmal...
So fangen alle Märchen an. Märchen, die gut ausgehen, und Märchen, die ein schlimmes Ende haben. Es war einmal ein großer, böser Wolf, d
In Oz: Pan's World
* An escalation by Beau Cyphre *
Never saw anyone celebrating pregnancy and the forthcoming birth of a child in such a magical way like you do, and I'm in awe of this picture. Yes, they are here, they are dancing around you, watching you from the leaves of the trees, and some of them think of you as an angel, while you're indeed at their home. In silence we can feel them, they're always in the depths of the woods, and though we can't see them - at least not always - we are able to hear their whispers between the trees. We love them from the beginning of our lives, and we can be sure that they love us, too.
In Oz: Lust 4 U
* An escalation by Beau Cyphre *
But this is creative! Your arms, your hands, your hair form a mighty symbol, and seeing you reaching out like this I wish you were naked to inspire me to my limits. Creativity is about you, it's about love and sex, and I wouldn't wonder when you were just making love with your boyfriend right after the shot. Maybe it's just me, just my imagination, but I don't care, 'cause it feels good thinking this way: This world is wild, and only the wild ones will survive.
In Oz: Love's Twins
* An escalation by Beau Cyphre *
I didn't get it until I read it - but it's oh so obvious that these girls are twins! I think you didn't arrange their body language, it's just natural, and everything looks and feels just perfect. The beauty of the soul arranges the beauty of their bodies, and this picture speaks of a world of make believe: Beauty always comes from the heart, and the heart's the only thing we should follow. But who am I to tell you about that? You did it right from the start, and so my little feature Love's Twin's is not just about Solène and Maité, it's also about Sheriff and you and the love y
In Oz: Protection
* An escalation by Beau Cyphre *
We need it, don't we? My rubber's one of the mind, and most of the time it's beautifully tight; I feel comfortable in it.
In the last weeks it became transparent, and when I look in the mirror I think that's myself I can see. Yeah, maybe that's me, and maybe I'm able to love me again. I hope so - I think I could. But without protection there's no chance to survive in this world. So I need to imagine another skin. I want it to be beautiful.