On the NORTH

             let that music play chummer

It is same every time.
At the start you're happy, you' re crying at the end.
Time to leave is coming.
 It has been a loong ride to the north BEHIND the polar circle.                                                      
                                                                           "take a seat there are ours"
" hmmm, very comfortable for my backside, Joe! "

"Yaya, here we spent a lot of time uuu take it easy..."   

"take a seat there are ours"
"hmm, very comfortable for my backside, Joe! "

"Yaya, here we spent a lot of time

           uuu take it easy..."

                                                                                  It wasn't a bumpy ride as I expected. The trains in Norway are quiet and quite fast. We're reached a snowy kingdom far on the north, the city called Bodø. 

                                                      Actually there weren't so cold i've               

                                                      heard about but enough. We met a 

                                                      lot of people, many faces emerged

                                                      from the murk.A Fellow traveller 

                                                      has become a friend of us.

    We were talking a lot about everything.     

                                                           Some stories belonged to creation of human being, to the

                                                   gods of hinduism and their artefacts, something about Norway.                                                      

                                                                           

What else, what next? We visited an aircraft 

museum that's been full of military crafts, 

weapons and the bomb whose brother was 

dropped on Hiroshima. 

I'm feeling energy even when it is only a dummy 

machine, the energy flows round the cirle, circle of 

CREATING and DEATH.  

Fearful.

                                                                                                                             It was pouring the whole next day, temperature was going by +8 we were sitting at a hostel played chess and drunk a lot. A lot of tea...         

That's crazy we're spendin almost 15 hours in the train back to south, to Oslo. The biggest city welcomes us with leftover of snow.

People walk as inside of huge ant-hill we all are blood the blood flows in veins of that huge city of light.

         

    

                                                     

We give life to cities all around the world.

You can feel power from the streets 

there! can be surrounded by hookers and

all these people that go somewhere run 

SOMEWHERE to better world.The true

Oslo is not huge city but HUGE town 

with heart.                                       

                                         

The seafront was filled by people within the last night. I'm just kidding a flood of folk flows everywhere, every fucking street crackled in the seams coloured sparklers fireworks the smiles appears under the open sky CALM 

                                   

                                                       LIIIIIIIIIFE.

                                                  In itty bitty-

                                    that apartment wandered off - 

                                          town is lovely shining !