i see life behind these transparent sheets, these hidden blinds before me. They keep me at a distance from the world, the protect me – from what I don’t know. For every uncertainty, my sheets are with me, for each surety they leave me. I’m waiting until these sheets wear out, for then i will …
I’ll wait for time to spend its youth, to run excited and so delighted .make me see bliss. I have no thought in mind, but in life I’ll find, that once I forget, sonner will I dismiss – this, demarkated area of eternal wilderness. open yet closed, bare yet furnished – so inbetween, this life …
the most impossible things in my life are the things i loose the most. The most impossible things i miss the most.
ive been asked many questions before, most i know not of the awnser but i understand the question, and i wonder why? things in general have a magic way of being. in life ahead, i only wish i see more of things – i hope things become clear, i wish to see answers again perhaps, …
It looks like you’re still around, but am I? I’ve come around a few time before, after each time i try to renew myself, redeem that which I’ve felt I’ve lost, only each time i loose something else. But now, I’ve decided to stop redeeming myself and just go with the old copy, and build up …
I’ve decided not to forget some things-here is where i record these things
sometimes I realize how efficent we are to make our own mind up – but using the patience and knowledge of those we have known and learnt from. We can determine what is the best for ourselves – everything we tend to do, is most cases right, if only to ourselves – something that I …
I’m paranoid of losing the things that Iove – I’m worn out. I’m tired of the potential, of loss, of love of everything. I have nothing, so that I may loose nothing. Something though, comes out from nothing it seems and I’m paranoid, not only of this void. Today like my life, I’m losing myself, …
sometimes i forget how good life is to me. sometimes i can’t see the magic in each breath i take. i forget how wonderful it is to move, to see, to hear and mostly i forget how wonderful it is to feel. sometimes i forget to remember. I forget my past, this i know – …
is life of love? as elusive as light it to night? Is life – life because we love? Is life everything? Is life living? is living to love – truly life? what makes this life so special? Is it the opertunities we have, to do whatever we will, when will is inspired. inspired by emotions? …