Author: OHIGHLIFE

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[MUSIC : SOEVILLE ONSOHO]

 

CLASSICAL WAS HOW IT FELT。THE INSTINCT PUSHED TO LOOK UP AND TO SEE。 THE EYES FOUND THEMSELVES WHERE THEY WERE NOT MEANT TO BE。 A BEAUTIFUL AND LIGHT MORNING’S SPONTANITY。 ALL IS WHITE, LUMINOUS, RICH OF PALE SUN。 FEW PALM TREES IN SIGHT AS USUAL IN ENGLAND ’ S CAPITAL。 THE AIR HAD ITS MOODY COLDNESS , THE WIND WAS MAD。 WHAT ABOUT WAS HE MAD ？

BIRD HERE , BIRD THERE , VICTORIAN HOUSES – EVERYDAY ’ S PICTURE ON THE WAY TOWARDS THE TUBE。 SOMETIMES ONE CAN HEAR A FLUTE TO BE PLAYED。 THERE ARE DAYS A STREET CAT  INTENSIVELY SEEKS FOR HUMAN ’ S ATTENTION。 SELDOM PEOPLE WOULD TALK ON THIS STREET。 THEY PASS BY IN A TYPICAL MANNER FOR HIS CITY – SHY, RESERVED BUT STILL ACKNOWLEDGING THE PRESENCE OF OTHERS。 USUALLY THIS BLOCK IS FULL OF SILENCE。 ESPECIALLY WHEN THE CLOCK SHOWS MIDDAY。

THE CLOCK  WAS SHOWING MIDDAY。 THE STREET WAS WHITE AND QUIET。 MY THOUGHTS WERE ALL OVER THE PLACE ABOUT ALL WHAT WAS SEEN DURING THE FIRST METERS OUTSIDE THE HOUSE , HIGH ABOVE WHAT THE DAY COULD BRING AND WHERE THE LIFE IS HEADING TO。 THE WISH IT WOULD BE A SIMPLE-MIND-SITUATION, WHEN THE BRAIN SMOOTHLY FLOWS , WAS STRONG。 A NEED FOR SIMPLICITY OCCURRED BY EVERY STEP MADE THIS NOON。

A BIRD , CLASSICS, LOOK UP 。 A WINDOW。HER ISOLATED HAND IN THE WINDOW。 THIS WINDOW WAS NOT  SMALL  NOR WAS IT BIG。 IT WAS A LITTLE BIT LESS THAN A MIDDLE-SIZED ONE。 IN THE MIDDLE BEAUTIFULLY PLACED A PALE-SKINNED HAND WAS HOLDING A CIGARETTE。 A FULLY WHITE CIGARETTE。 ONE LOOK UP , ANOTHER LOOK UP TO SPOT THE PERSON BEHIND THE FRAME OF THAT OPEN WINDOW。 THERE WAS  NO ONE TO RECOGNIZE。 THERE SEEMED TO BE NO LADY TO CONNECT WITH THE HAND。 ONLY DARK ROOM IN THE BACKGROUND。 THE HAND WAS ON ITS STAGE AND THE  WORLD OUTSIDE WAS THE AUDIENCE。

THIS HAND WAS GRACEFUL。THIS HAND WAS TIRED。 THIS HAND WAS BROUGHT YESTERDAY OUT。 MOST LIKELY。 THE POSE WAS SHOWING THAT THERE WAS NO ENERGY LEFT。 ONLY FRESH AIR AND SOME REST WAS NEEDED。 HANDS CAN SAY ENORMOUSLY MUCH  IF YOU WATCH THEM CLOSELY。 THEY ARE THE SECOND AFTER EYES TO RELY ON IF WE WANT TO PROFILE PEOPLE。

ANONYMOUS WAS THIS BEAUTIFUL BODY PART。 IT WAS CUT FROM THE BODY DUE TO THE LIGHTS AND SHADOWS AROUND IT。 ONLY THE HAND EXISTED AND NOTHING ELSE WAS TO ADD OR TO TAKE AWAY FROM THIS SCENE。 IT MATCHED TO THE VICTORIAN HOUSE。 IT BELONGED TO THE FINE ATMOSPHERE AROUND IT。IT WAS RADIATING SOMETHING ARISTOCRATIC。 WAS IT CAUSED BY THE COUNTRY WHERE THE HAND WAS OR WAS IT BECAUSE OF THE INNER WORLD OF ITS OWNER？

THE HAND WAS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE WINDOW AND IT DID NOT MOVE。 IT WAS FROZEN。 THERE WAS NO SIGN OF TIREDNESS IN THE STATIC MOVEMENT EVEN IF ONE COULD SEE THAT THE HAND IS TIRED。 IT WAS PLACED ON THE ELBOW WITH THE FINGERS HANGING DOWNWARDS。 HANGING, TIRED BUT STILL HOLDING THE CIGARETTE。 IN ITS NON-MOVEMENT I FROZE  EVEN IF I WAS WALKING TOWARDS MY DAY’S AGENDA。 THIS HAND DIDN’T LEAVE ME COLD. IT EMBRACED ME WARMLY BY BEING SO COMFORTABLE。 THERE ARE PEOPLE WE MEET AND ONLY BY SEEING THEM WE MELT。 THERE ARE HANDS LIKE THIS WHERE I BECOME CALM。

I AM BETTER OFF ALONE IS ANOTHER DESCRIPTION OF THIS PICTURE。 I AM BETTER OFF IN THIS SILENT NUMBNESS。 AND THERE WAS THE SUN, AND THERE WAS THE HAND HIGHER THAN THE GROUND, HIGHER THAN EVERYTHING ELSE AROUND。 THIS WAS HIGH NOON。

 

*LATIN : HAND

 

 

 

 

 

 

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THAT CAT WAS FAT , VERY FAT 。 THAT MAN WAS BIG , JUST BIG 。 HE WAS NOT TALL 。NONE OF THEM BOTH WAS ：NEITHER THE CAT NOR THE MAN 。 CATS CAN ’ T BE TALL , CAN THEY？  MEN CAN 。

THIS WAS A HALF A DAY AGO 。 THE SUN OVER LONDON SHONE THROUGH THE WHITE CLOUDY COVER 。SPRING FELT FEW STEPS CLOSER 。 THE DAY WAS NOT DEFINED BY ANYTHING YET 。ZERO EXPERIENCE OF NOTHING , THE SCALE WAS NEUTRAL 。

NOT ON THE MAIN STREET , NO 。 THE WALK I WALK IS ON THE BACKSTAGE STREETS OF THE CENTRAL LONDON’S MAIN RETAIL SCENE。 AND THERE THEY BOTH WERE 。 HE SAT AND HE STOOD。

THE ONE WHO STOOD WAS NOT THE CAT BUT THE MAN 。 THE CAT WAS THE ONE WHO SAT BUT NOT STOOD 。

THE CAT WAS THE EYECATCHER 。THIS PET WAS FAT 。HE WAS LOVELY FAT 。 THIS LEVEL OF FATNESS WOULD DESTROY ANY OTHER CAT 。 NOT HIM 。 IT MUST HAVE BEEN  HIM 。 SUBJECTIVELY THOUGHT HE FELT LIKE A MALE FELIS CATUS＊ 。

BLACK , DARK BROWN , AND WHITE WAS HIS FUR 。

THIS HEAVY FLUFF WAS NOT TOUGH 。 HE WASN ’ T GRUMPY EITHER。 HIS WIDE GREEN AND CLEAR EYES WERE FULL OF LOVE AND AFFECTION TOWARDS HIS BIG MAN 。HE WAS TRYING TO CATCH HIS EYES。I WAS TRYING NOT TO DESTRUCT THEIR CONNECTION BY WALKING BY 。

THEY BOTH WERE FRIENDS 。 I SAW IT IN THE CAT ’ S EYES 。 THEY BOTH KNEW EACH OTHER FOR A SOLID GLANCE OF TIME 。 THIS WAS WHAT CAT ’ S LOOK MIRRORED BACK FROM HIS MIND 。

THE MAN WAS A LITTLE BIT TOUGHER 。 HUMANS ARE USUALLY TOUGHER  BECAUSE OF SUPPRESSED NATURALISM  COMPARING TO ANIMALS 。 THE MAN STOOD WEARING DARK GREEN CLOTHES 。 EITHER WAS IT HIS JUMPER OR HIS TROUSERS 。 MY WALK WAS LIGHT AND FAST – NOT MEMORIZED DETAIL 。 HE HAD THE SAME BODY SHAPE AS HIS CAT DID 。 A SIMILAR ONE 。 STILL IT WAS VERY THE SAME TYPE THEIR BODIES LOOKED LIKE 。 THEY MUST HAVE BEEN LIVING MANY YEARS TOGETHER 。A CERTAIN LIFESTYLE WE SAY NOWADAYS 。

HE THE MAN WAS AROUND SIXTY YEARS OLD 。 HE THE CAT WAS IN HIS MIDDLE AGE 。 THE CAT WAS A VERY COMFORTABLE BEING 。 HE RADIATED ALL THE COMFORT THESE TWO SOULS SHARED WITH EACH OTHER 。 HE  LOVED HIS MAN 。 HE LOOKED UP AND SAW THE MAN WITH THE EYES OF A-FRESHLY-FALLEN-IN-LOVE-PERSON 。LIKE DOGS USUALLY DO 。THE CAT WAS IN HIS DOG MOOD 。 THIS WAS THEIR PET-OWNER-LOVE 。 THIS WAS THEIR TRUST。 THIS WAS THEIR BELONGING TO EACH OTHER 。

THE MAN STOOD WITH HIS EYES IN THE DIRECTION OF FOUR BLOCKS AHEAD OF HIM 。 THIS IS  LONDONER ’ S BASIC LOOK – IN NOWHERE。 IN NOWHERE BECAUSE PEOPLE AROUND FEEL SO CLOSE EVEN WHEN THEY ARE DISTANCED , IN LONDON 。 HE SAW ME THAT I SAW HIM THAT HE SAW ME 。 BUT THE CAT DIDN’T 。

THE CAT WAS NOT THERE TO KEEP HIS FACE STRAIGHT 。 HE JUST WAS 。 HE WAS THERE FOR HIM 。 FOR HIM WHO WAS HIS CARER , HIS ATTACHMENT FIGURE 。 THE CAT SHOWED  ALL THE LOVE THEY BOTH HAD FOR EACH OTHER 。 HE WERE THERE IN THE DOORWAY SITTING ON THE DARK GREEN TILED FLOOR 。 THE ENERGY AND COLORS PLAYED HIGH TOGETHER。 IT WAS A RUSTIC COMPOSITION 。

44LB OF LOVE AND AFFECTION IS UNFORGETTABLY SAVED FOR BEING RECALLED WHEN A SMILE IS    NEEDED 。 IMAGINE THIS TOO！

AND THEY WERE HIGH , SO HIGH ON THEIR CAT-LOVE-CLOUD 。

 

＊ CAT (LATIN)

 

 

 

 

 

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IS IT  REAL OR IS IT PERFECTLY MANAGED ILLUSION OF BELONGING TO ORIGINAL  WAS ON MY MIND WHEN SHE ENTERED MY ZONE.  THE WORLDWIDE KNOWN SCENT OF MANY GENERATIONS  FLEW MOLECULE BY MOLECULE SPREADING AROUND HER AND STITCHED  MY NOSE. NOTHING WAS MORE AWAKENING AND REQUIRED TO GRAB MY ATTENTION TOWARDS THIS LADY THAT DAY – THE CARRIER OF CHANEL NR. 5.

SHE CAME FROM MY RIGHT, FROM BEHIND.  HER  FROM MY EYES HIDDEN WALK WAS TELLING ME THAT SHE HAS TO BE SURE ABOUT HERSELF.  SHE WASN’T. THIS WAS NOT BECAUSE OF ME OR OTHERS SITTING IN THE ROOM. IT JUST WAS. EVENTUALLY, BECAUSE THIS PARTICULAR PARFUME OBLIGATES YOUR BODY LANGUAGE AND YOUR INNER STATE BE TOUGH, BE KNOWING WHO YOU ARE, WHAT YOU NEED AND WHERE TO GET IT. THERE IS NO OBLIGATION ONLY IF YOU ARE  THE REAL ONE. THE RED SWEATER GOT  INTO MY SIGHT RIGHT AWAY. WITHOUT SEEING MORE I SAW TOO MUCH.

SHE CHOSE THE FREE CORNER ON THE LEATHER SOFA WHERE I WAS SITTING. MAYBE IT  WASN’T REAL LEATHER. IT LOOKED LIKE IT WAS. THE FEELING I CANNOT RECALL. THERE WAS NO IMPORTANCE FOR IT. HER ROLE IN THAT MOMENT WAS TOO INTERESTING TO BE AWARE OF DETAILS. AND STILL, I WAS AWARE OF THEM.

FOR SOME TIME MY BRAIN MADE A  PAUSE FROM BEING CONSCIOUS OF HER SITTING THERE ON THE DIVAN IN A SIMPLY SATISFYING CONCEPT FAST FOOD COFFEE SHOP – MCCAFÉ. THE AMBIENCE WAS  BRACING ME WITH IT’S  WARMLY WELCOMING FURNITURE AND THE DETAILS OF THE INTERIOR DESIGN. SO USUAL THINGS BECAME SO UNUSUAL THROUGH THE FACT HOW THEY WERE COMBINED: BOOKS, LUSTERS, WOOD INSTEAD OF PLASTIC, FLYERS, AND METAL.  THIS CONTRADICTION  KEPT ME COMING BACK TO THIS PARTICULAR MCCAFÉ SINCE IT GAVE ME THAT UNIQUE FEELING. USUALLY ONLY FOR €2,49 – COFFEE WITH MILK.

THE DOMINANCE OF THE SCENT WAS EXTREMELY IRRESISTABLE. IT DRAGGED ME BACK TO WHAT I WAS DEALING WITH A FEW MINUTES AGO. MY THOUGHTS WERE WITH A WIDE VARIETY ABOUT HER AND MCDONALD’S IN HER LIFE. EVEN IF THIS HAPPENED IN BERLIN. IN THE CITY WHERE YOU WOULD NOT QUESTION THINGS OF THAT COMPILATION. I TRIED TO PROOF TO MYSELF THAT I ALSO SHOULDN’T. I FAILED. I COULDN’T. SO IT WAS TO BE CONTINUED. WITHOUT  LOOKING AT THE LADY IN RED  I COULD PERCEIVE ONLY THAT WHAT MY PERIPHERAL VISION ALLOWED ME TO. A FEMALE GROWN-UP IN A EUROPEAN TYPE BODY, THE RIGHT MOVES. AND STILL –  CHANEL NO. 5. THIS WAS BOTHERING ME AND SIMULTANEOUSLY FELT RIGHT.

MY EYES MOVED TOWARDS HER MEAL TRAY TO SEE WHAT WAS HER CHOICE. BECAUSE THERE SEEMED TO BE NO CHOICE FOR CHANELs. NOT BECAUSE THEY DON’T BELONG TO A FAST FOOD CHAIN, THEY WOULD PROBABLY CHOOSE AN ELITE FAST FOOD CHAIN. I WAS CURIOUS. THE TYPICAL MENU CONSISTED OF FRENCH FRIES, A HAMBURGER, AND A DRINK. IT WAS A CUP OF COFFEE. THE ONLY CHOICE WHICH ONE COULD TAKE SERIOUSLY REGARDING HER PERFUME. THEY SUPPORTED EACH OTHER. THE REST WAS DISTURBINGLY UNBALANCED TOWARDS EACH OTHER. FRENCH FRIES AND THE NO. 5 – THERE IS NO IDEA HOW TO COMBINE THEM TO MAINTAIN THE CLASS, THE CLASSIC.

I COULD SEE MORE. I COULD CATCH HER MOVEMENTS LONGER. I WAS OBSERVING HER AND  PRETENDING THAT I WASN’T. SHE WAS SITTING UP STRAIGHT. ALL THE TIME WHICH WAS APPROXIMATELY 20 MINUTES. SHE HELD HER EUROPEAN BODY  IN CONTROL. THE CHEST WAS UP, THE LEGS CLOSE TO EACH OTHER IN A FEMININE ANGLE. NOT 90 DEGREES. IT WAS MORE ABOVE. THAT MADE HER APPEAR SOFT. SHE HAD GOOD ENERGY, NOT ARROGANT AT ALL. IT SEEMED LIKE THIS WOMAN TRIED TO KEEP HERSELF IN LINE. MAYBE BECAUSE OF HER MORALS, MAYBE BECAUSE SHE THOUGHT IT HAS TO BE THAT WAY. THE FOOD WAS PICKED UP IN AN ELEGANT MANNER. NO RUSH, NO MESS ON THE TABLE.

MORE DETAILS WAS WHAT I WANTED. I HAD TO FIND OUT WHY. WHY SHE WAS  THERE. HER HAIRCUT WAS A BOB. IT ENDED AT HER JAW AND HAD A TENSE CHARACTER UNDERLINED WITH A PERFECTLY STRAIGHT LINE. THE HANDS, THE EUROPEAN HANDS – LONG  THICK FINGERS WITH WELL DONE MANICURE BUT A LACK OF NAIL POLISH. THE SHAPE WAS ROUND. ALSO, THE HANDS’ MOVEMENTS WERE CONTROLLED. I COULDN’T READ MORE ABOUT HER LOOKING AT THEM. THEY DID NOT TALK, THEY JUST FUNCTIONED. THE FUNCTION WAS FOR PICKING THE FOOD AND DEMONSTRATING HER JEWELRY – GOLDEN RINGS. WHEN THEY APPEARED IN MY SIGHT I ZOOMED UP TO HER UPPER BODY AGAIN. A GOLDEN CHAIN AND GOLDEN EARRINGS. AT LEAST ONE ON MY SIDE. HER LEFT SIDE I DIDN’T SEE. THE WHOLE PICTURE BROUGHT NEW IDEA.  ALL THE THINGS I SAW REMINDED ME OF EASTERN EUROPEAN WOMEN. WAS SHE? I WILL NEVER KNOW.

THE MISMATCH WAS SO CLEAR TO ME THAT I COULD ONLY PAY MY LOST DROPS OF ATTENTION TO HER TROUSERS. GREY WAS THE COLOR. RED, GREY, AND CHANEL. GOLD AND THE FRENCH FRIES WERE NOT IMPORTANT. THESE THREE ELEMENTS BUILD A CAGE FOR HER. HER AURA WAS SCREAMING THAT IT WASN’T HER. IT SEEMED THAT SHE COULD NOT MANAGE THE FACT WHO SHE WAS WITH THE NEED OF THE SOCIETY SURROUNDING HER OF WHAT SHE HAD TO BE. THAT WAS WHY  NO. 5 CAME INTO GAME. POSSIBLY. WAS IT A GUARD FOR HER? WOULD YOU ATTACK SOMEBODY WEARING NO. 5? A PERSON WITH A STRONG CHARACTER? PEOPLE USUALLY LET THE CHANELs BE AND MAKE THEIR STRONG DECISIONS BY THEMSELVES.

THE LACKING STRENGTH IN HER ENERGY WAS SUPPOSEDLY THE MAIN REASON WHY I COULD ENJOY THIS PARFUME AND ENJOY THE SCENE. EVEN IF IT WAS PLAYED SO CAREFULLY IT COULDN’T FOOL. BUT SOMEHOW I WAS WONDERING WHAT MADE ME INHALING THIS FRAGRANCE CONSCIOUSLY OVER AND OVER AGAIN.

WE DIDNT TALK. IF WE WOULD I WOULD SEE LESS AND KNOW TOO MUCH.