Don't you just love the hippies? They are sure unique, specifically today... I always wanted to be one, ever since I was little and saw this Thomas
Di Leva guy on a Swedish children's program... I'm a fan of him. I've found myself to love everything he's written. He used to read Christmas stories on TV every year and he read it with such passion that even without a sad ending, it could almost make you cry...I'm really a hippie by heart... colors and a childish mind, new age is good, a good dream... The more I think about it, I feel I've always been this way, the gloomy Goth thing is just a cover up... Not very long ago I read this book about color psychology and it says that all artists are black by heart. I don't know if I belive that, but it many ways I guess it makes sense. However I dont think people should be judged after the colors they wear, because not everyone wear what suits them. I mean fashion is such a bitch, it makes people grey, even if they wear yellow, know what I mean?... I think of myself being more of an artist when I was little, than what I am now. I hate this, I never wanted to change, feel restricted... I loved being little, I felt quite passionate about being small and I still do. I don't care about the immature mind, it's selfish and it doesn't let things in. The childish mind is something else and children always seem to love colors. My color have always been red, I used to be called "she that always wear red" when I was growing up. I think my passion for black was a fear of losing control over the bigness of becoming an adult. You get this aggression when your no longer a child and you dont understand where it's coming from. In many ways I've developed into a very aggressive individual in myself and I do hate that, cause I'm really a nice person and because of that I feel restricted about expressing this anger. A lot of violent images occur in my mind then and they never give me any good artistic influence... I just like to keep people away from me, I want to be on a high place where I can see everything. Because I'm scared of the blackness to this world and I guess the fear eventually makes you black in yourself. The colors of yesterday is precious, you want to protect it, it's like a baby... This is truly what I think anything unique and artistic is all about. The hippies is something from the past, a naive hope and a childish game, but yet it's not really such an immature thing to hide. When it do pops out in you, it's a precious deep moment where a better future lingers in your small actions and before it fades into your dark fears again, people find a few minutes to reflect on how things could have been, if we all dared to be like that... In an immature world, it's always easy to hide the mature things inside yourself...
I Wish You Success
Written by Thomas Di Leva.
I wish you success.
I wish you success.
Fun in the city, everyone is pretty.
No need for money, come & share my honey.
Walk on the ocean do the locomotion.
No more confusion dancing revolution.
& I wish you success.
I wish you success.
I know who you are
I know who you are...
You´re a far out star
You´re a far out star
You´re a far out star
Let´s take the heart into the Golden Age.
Let´s take the heart into the Golden Age.
Rocking & reelin´ everybody´s healing.
Laugh & be funny walk along with mummy.
Yeah you´re a far out star
You´re a far out star
You´re a far out star
I wish you success.
I wish you success.
Success!
