Vania and the Master met a long time ago in the summer,
when there was not much to do.
He teached her how to sing and together they made some songs.
video made by Michael Fragstein,Vânia Oliveira and Moritz Reichartz
in Buro 8 April - www.8apr.de
I edited my profile with Thomas Myspace Editor V4.4 (www.strikefile.com/myspace)
Your eyes show as many deep and full shades of fire as a volcano in heat. May you always have stables of horses to service your needs. Your hair sends forth a sheen remniscent of golden sunlight winding through shadows. In your absence I am forced into finding other forms of amusement while thinking about you. Transistors bridge where your vanity would never go. Your wonderfully bright soul keep the demons from torturing me. Entranced by the sweet harmony of your lips, I gaze beyond reason to find the oasis of your brilliant soul. Your beauty is equal to the smoothness of a polished gem. Your beauty is multiplexed in contemplation of your multidimensional effervescence. Your sweet voice is like the application of aloe vera upon a sunburnt back. Your intoxicating reflection can but incorporate freely into the powerful surface of a disintegrating mirror set afloat upon a swarm of locusts. Your eyes are like spheres of crystal water filled with shimmering dreams. Cities crumble, skies ignite spontaneously in your presence.