Beachtopia II : The Blues

Wait on me girl 
Cry in the night if it helps
But more than ever I simply love you
More than I love life itself
And I guess that’s why they call it the blues

– I Guess That’s Why They Call It The Blues, Elton John


Beachtopia I: Colour

Smell the sea, and feel the sky, let your soul and spirits fly.

-Van Morrison


Give me a book and forget me here.


Wall Street Ghana

You know the brain is tired when the tea is black.

Books and Tea: Sunday Blues

A beautiful story for the mind 

Great tea for the heart 

And gentle music for the soul. 

Remedy for the Sunday Blues

Flowerlust II

Of Appetite and Reason

Your soul is oftentimes a battlefield, upon which your reason and your judgment wage war against passion and your appetite.  

Would that I could be the peacemaker in your soul, that I might turn the discord and the rivalry of your elements into oneness and melody.  

But how shall I, unless you yourselves be also the peacemakers, nay, the lovers of all your elements?  

Your reason and your passion are the rudder and the sails of your seafaring soul. If either your sails or our rudder be broken, you can but toss and drift, or else be held at a standstill in mid-seas.  
-The Prophet, Kahlil Gibran

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