What connects us all as human beings?
I’m a fatalist.
sometimes you inspire yourself. be real with yourself. this is where I am.
Sex, drugs, vulgarity, honesty, bluntness…why are all of these things taboo? Is there such a thing as too much freedom, or is that fear talking?
I think it is a mixture of fear, insecurity, jealousy, shame and pride.
Some people want to succeed.
Others want to be flawless and make others inferior.
It is a war between equality and insecurity, freedom and tyranny,
triumph and jealousy.
what do you do when you love some thing, and you want some thing, and it is there but you are too afraid to go for it? you say, I trust in you my Lord, that the reason why I want this, is because of you.
I can’t help that I am who I am,
A writer, a poet, an artist, a baby,
a crier who cries,
sheds tears like lies,
oh what contradiction you are —
a giant surprise!
look in his eyes,
water will form,
smiles will swarm
and turn all those leaves like a storm,
for believe me he’s tough,
tough as his faith,
difficult as can be,
almost impenetrable —
it’s a blessing he fears the Lord.
live and be happy
stress not and worry
only for good
never for worse
picture the life
mirror the life
you want to live
whether its right