#echoofthepast

Time: that immaterial yet so very powerful creation, to whom seven billion individuals bow down in dismay.

From the solid, sturdy earth emerges a slight sign of hope, a late spring arrival. Finally, something positive, something material is occurring. Between the grains of soil, a stalk begins to grow. A flower is blossoming. Then, a faint yet familiar whisper reaches the ear. The echo of the past. Ripped from its base, the flower is hurled up into the air. The whisper has grown louder. It is howling now. Off the flower drifts, amongst the last of May’s pollen, carried away by that sea breeze. A different one this time. Warmer, drier, almost mediterranean. Further and further into the distance it goes, towards that abstract place. Towards impossibility. All things material follow in its wake. Gone. Once again.

They shall return. When? I wonder. Perhaps in autumn, falling upon us amongst the blowing leaves. Or in winter, maybe, ready to bite like that crisp morning frost. Or in spring again, right from the heart of the cherry tree bud. And in summer? Maybe. “-No. Lets be pragmatic. Not in summer.”

Calling in Drunk (YT Show)

My Drunk Kitchen (YT show)

Girlfriends TV (YT Vlog)

Venice the series (YT show)

Echo of the Past ( kyoux.deviantart.com/gallery/36650218 )

Girl/Girl Scene ( http://www.girlgirlscene.net/ )

Out With Dad ( YT Show)

WIGS (YT show)

there are prob more but cant think of them at the moment.

these are in no particular order.