A Billion Starry Nights

I began a music project today, with Masake. I wondered what he wanted that rainy day. He begged me to come back to Tokyo and sing for his new album, he needed my voice because that is what this album is about. Its about me, it cant be complete without me. "I owe you that much I guess, after Shinjuku." "After Paris...I know I have no right to ask." I forgave him for Paris a long time ago, but should I let him know this? I wondered, and still  here I am in the recording booth singing this song that represent unshacklement. I love the sound,  and actually, it feels completed with me singing it. I had been recording a lot trance and electronic songs with Rikku, this was similar to that. My voice ehcoed behind his, recited a type of mantra as he recited another. a second earlier. the rhytmn was dance, and the formula magnificent. It began like that, he wanted me to sit close to him at launch, honestly. I fell in love with Masake all over again, he was diffe...

We set out from Japan to China, Hong Kong, Germany, France, London, two nights in London. New York, San Fransisco, Los Angeles. Back home. I mean L.A., the dirty streets and shiny liqour bottles all over the part of the city where I used to live, the apartment complex I shared with Haruka is still there, I wonder how our old place was. I came to understand what home sickness was when I breathed in that polluted air. "I missed my toxins" Seiko let out, hugging a light post with plastered flyers, I pulled her away from it, "unclean, unclean!"  Tomo laughed but he was still jet lagged and sick from London, we all were, more importantly, the crew had already arrived at the venue, the house of black. "Back to your old job then, Chara?" I laughed,  but it was true. "I missed the pay, what can I say?" There was a type of magic I liked to the House of Black, not just because I used to work there, but because there is a mood of peace and love, that I...

The  music was everywhere, Inisde me, outside me, in the world, out of this world. Everywhere. I want to know more about this world, the world named "Masake" a hidden treasure in my solar system. It happened behind the blue curtains, and it happened again at my apartment. The music was everywhere, he was everywhere. The thing inside my chest was beating, fluttering, living for him. Of course, I stood no chance, that love was too sincere, too frigid. I was...in love again. For the first time, had this love happened. The morning air woke me up to a clinging Masake. He was sound asleep, I storked his hair. He was still sleeping. I wanted to go back to sleep, but today I have an Interview with LeDDger Magazine, like usual he will return to his floor, and I'll see him again, in a call, or in an e-mail. I dont want this to end not even for a second. He was everything now. Everything to me. The day was a rush, I was wearing Masake's undershirt and I didnt eve...

Friendship is something that was always a mystery to me. I seen it happening, every day, everywher, people hanging out in groups talking about pop culture and what they had for breakfast. At school it was like a well kept secret, always walking behind these strange people, I wondered how they can manage it so easily? Then, it happened to me, a girl approached me said she liked my style and what my name was. I twas that easy, but around this time they wanted to invade my world even more, the first time she finally came over to my room , she marveled at it. "I love it!" she examined the poetry headings I pasted all over my wall and played some music, she picked up a manga and asked for some water. I was happy, I finally had a friend. The happiness was shattered when a glass bottle hit my head. I was immidately unconcious, the next day she didn't want to be friends with me anymore. I returned to my solitude, always wondering how normal kids lived their lives. That day at ...