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What is the colour of the day? How many tennis balls have you eaten already? Who would you like to throw a pie at? When was the last time you turned off your mobile, laid down in the grass and looked up at the clouds?

I like all sorts of questions. I don't really believe that there are wrong answers, there are just good and better ones.

I bet you remember most people you've shared tea and cookies with. The moment you share cookies and tea is the moment a memorable conversation​ is bound to happen.

Wasting time is the only luxury everyone can afford. Enjoy it!

Cookies??

I'm looking for penpals. I would really like to have some snail mail penpals, e-mail however is also fine as long as you are able to write more than five sentences:) That's my goal too :p

I'm interested in everyone regardless of age, gender, orange eyes, or whatever else that sets you apart from the rest.

I'm a convicted axe murderer so I'm afraid that I, or my axe and chainsaw loving friends, can't vouch for you if you want a visa. However, scammers, mail order brides or perverts are welcome to share their message. I'm pretty lonely in my isolation cell and willing to convert to any religion as long as it gets me out of here.

Be aware that if you start learning Dutch you might turn orange. It starts slowly but erupts into this:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6_46Igq1Wok&​feature=rela​ted you should watch the entire video. Oh and women are not exempted! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gZhzzXTEGqs&​feature=rela​ted

Nu ben je bekend met het risico van Nederlands leren :) Dus als je het niet erg vindt om ook (een beetje) oranje te worden, dan help ik je graag verder!

philosophy in a very broad sense, spending time with friends, hiking, fitness, cloudwatchin​g, fine dining, robbing a banks, whiskey, (world)polit​ics, strawberries​,

and quite a lot more.

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very beautiful but also very sad

Robert Graves is sometimes boring yet delightful to read

Underneath one of my favourite poems, a little sad, maybe slightly erotic and most definitely very beautiful.

Marceline Desbordes-Va​lmore (1786-1859):​

Les Roses de Sa’adi

J’ai voulu ce matin te rapporter des roses;
Mais j’en avais tant pris dans mes ceintures closes
Que les noeuds trop serrés n’ont pu les contenir.

Les noeuds ont éclatés. Les roses envolées
Dans le vent, à la mer s’en sont toutes allées.
Elles ont suivi l’eau pour ne plus revenir

La vague en a paru rouge et comme enflammée.
Ce soir, ma robe encore en est tout embaumée...
Respires-en sur moi l’odorant souvenir.

It was hard to find a nice online English translation.​ I found this, unknown author:

The Roses of Saadi

I wanted to bring you roses this morning;
but I wrapped so many in my tightened sash
that the knots, too tight, could not hold them all.

The knots broke. The roses flew away
in the wind, and vanished into the sea.
They followed the water and never came back.

They turned the waves red, as if on fire.
Tonight they’ve left my dress still fragrant…
Come and savor their scented memory.

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By Willem Barnard:

Zolang gij nog onzichtbaar zijt,
een zon diep in de nacht,
roep ik uw nadering reeds uit
omdat ik U verwacht.

My own translation (that obviously doesn't do justice to the beauty of the original words):

For as long as you are out of sight,
a sun far into the night,
will I proclaim your coming
because I expect you.