It was one of those days when it's a minute away from snowing and there's this electricity in the air, you can almost hear it. And this bag was, like, dancing with me. Like a little kid begging me to play with it. For fifteen minutes. And that's the day I knew there was this entire life behind things, and... this incredibly benevolent force, that wanted me to know there was no reason to be afraid, ever. Video's a poor excuse, I know. But it helps me remember
...and I need to remember... Sometimes there's so much beauty in the world I feel like I can't take it, like my heart's going to cave in.
Dzisiaj na Politechnice Wrocławskiej odbędzie się dyskusja na bardzo nietypowy temat: UFO czyli Niezidentyfikowane Obiekty Latające.
Dyskusja zapowiada się ciekawie, gdyż wezmą w niej udział osoby, ktore mają coś do powiedzenia zarówno z naukowego jak i filozoficznego punktu widzenia.
Where are we?
What the hell is going on?
The dust has only just begun to fall
Crop circles in the carpet
Sinking feeling
Spin me round again
And rub my eyes,
This can't be happening
When busy streets a mess with people
Would stop to hold their heads - heavy
Oily marks appear on walls
Where pleasure moments hung before
The takeover,
The sweeping insensitivity of this still life
Hide and seek
Trains and sewing machines
All those years
They were here first
Oily marks appear on walls
Where pleasure moments hung before
The takeover,
The sweeping insensitivity of this still life
Hide and seek
Hide and seek
Trains and sewing machines
All those years
They were here first
