The story goes that some time ago a mother punished her 5 year old daughter for wasting a roll of expensive gold wrapping paper. Money was tight and she became even more upset when the child used the gold paper to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree. Nevertheless, the little girl brought …
sometimes i really wonder what makes a person worth ? Sometimes i think i could be patience and understanding of other’s feelings and also i think to an extent also leadership and managment of these aspects. At the end of the day all we have is emotion – ans think it pays to know how …
a seal, i think when i see you with me, under that tree – you really think you will do it. have you thought of the repocussions – i think that you have not been at peace with your mind for some time now – january is a special month your you and me – …
sometimes now more so than before i wonder what i have and i think i have come to realise that what i cant take with me not not important – its what i can. Maybe i’ll miss my guitair the most, though it still possible to take it with. I have these notions of crowded …
sometimes i really wonder what makes a person worth ? Sometimes i think i could be patience and understanding of other’s feelings and also i think to an extent also leadership and managment of these aspects. At the end of the day all we have is emotion – ans think it pays to know how …
in the board room – she was beautifull. I said I did it because it was important to her. I wonder how she came out ? Does she still work there – friendly, beautifull and boy am i thankfull it was how it was. always 100% in and 102% out. I remember her taking down …
dont whisper to me i hate it when you put me in your wold of secrets and thoughts unbeknown to those around me – this is our separate issue. Don’t talk to me, dont say things like that which you have said, i couldn’t care for it matters not anymore – its like a fucking …
Than that which you think is important.
Where i my mind today – far it seems from all that could be and would be. But I care not for these things of course, nor of such effects of recourse no consequence. I feel nothing for pain, for hate, for love , for emotion ceases today. I lie here parallel with my mind, …
Dark, winding passages like doomed dungeons decay, like the forest that fails the the wrath of the storm with eerie noises and howling winds that scream such high uncertainties – These moutains are haunted, tormented by the darkness that yield to none. Sick, water streams , laiden with poison and disease and cank’d motion flow …