Sleep “Sleep dream it is life maybe much truer much real than this machines phones ideas of those who wanna change what is working just to be written into books remembered forgotten by nature not noticed by trees offended by … Continue reading
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I am here “I am here I could swear nowhere else though nothing else is touching me here there more nevermore the outside of my comfort comfort zone… I am here but I am also there because I can … Continue reading
Treat the past… “Treat the past wisely learn from their mistakes wear the crown of ancestors with your head up high add your petals and leaves your dreams and thoughts pick up leaves and stones talk never forget about your … Continue reading
Spring “With aurora borealis spring decided to start with a sprinkle of snow which did not last crazy temperatures which made me cry because the winter I missed never came walked by… And spring started and again I just … Continue reading
I can “I can buy myself flowers but I do not want to I want to be appreciated and loved and cherish I want to… I can take myself dancing but what for why there are such rich woodlands … Continue reading
Change yourself! “Change yourelf be like us make us happy make us proud. Be like others be like the crowd smooth sailings for those who love the mass. Because we is happiness because we is love wear this … Continue reading
Believe “I don’t believe I have no faith no god is tormenting me no church no perfect way. I have no worries no other believes I just have knowledge I know this is what I mean. I am … Continue reading
I mean “When I say party I mean trees sand rocks fields empty paths birds the sky rain wind sun bottle of water a snack paper books notes funny shape rock or branch or… more… birds watching clouds counting painting … Continue reading
Forget “To forget that smile a moment a person that dress his hands her hair eyes sky the rock the building and the tree some buses trams stockings sand and warmth books words hitting your face those stairs those walls… … Continue reading
Time “Do you still remember that time when fields were so tall when a humid evening called for a stormy night when winter was winter spring was just a spring everything had its own moment you me trees… Do you … Continue reading