I have had friends still have them but is it my fault that I don’t want to feed them with the poison that kills their soul but nourishes their animalistic self and troubles their clueless ego? What gives them energy, to take a step ahead and never look back or around them? I have had friends still have them in my heart I will always have time for them
always and forever.
Since I was a child I ‘ve been told that it was easy for me to find someone’s buttons. I was doing it without even knowing that I was doing it. Years pass by, my friends are all a part of me but we don’t have time for each other now. We have different needs but now and then we verify each other’s existence feel blessed and move on. What is there to say? There must be a cure, but you cure one thing and blindly strengthen another. There is no cure. I have no opinion; the letters of the alphabet are still spellbound, caught in the spider web, the place of their mythical birth and inside my silence.
I also know that we are the evil that the future generations currently experience, although our excuse is that we are fighting the evil we 've experienced and try to survive in the society - as given to us - and it is only those that -pick up the speed- that can succeed and rule over the _____. Because we don't give a second thought to things we uneventfully experienced inside the genuine silence of our inexperienced self, what we experienced as *sparkly & to be desired* during childhood. We strive to become what we thought we could be or they, the others already are.
Since I was a child, it was easy for me to connect and create out of nothingness precious moments together, hone our skills. There are no strangers, never felt that someone else was a stranger to me. Strangers . . . we are not strangers to ourselves but to the image we‘ve built, to the image of the other or of what that person give us ot not give us, not what that person is . . . they, they are a part of you, the beginning of you and the end of them, THE – y -OU
As a good friend though, I should be humble enough to give them what they need in order to take a step ahead but I also know what I will be doing to them and I can’t accept that, do no harm. Do nothing. I have no opinion and nobody knows. I am not there. That is the only thing felt from them. I am not there.
always and forever.
Since I was a child I ‘ve been told that it was easy for me to find someone’s buttons. I was doing it without even knowing that I was doing it. Years pass by, my friends are all a part of me but we don’t have time for each other now. We have different needs but now and then we verify each other’s existence feel blessed and move on. What is there to say? There must be a cure, but you cure one thing and blindly strengthen another. There is no cure. I have no opinion; the letters of the alphabet are still spellbound, caught in the spider web, the place of their mythical birth and inside my silence.
I also know that we are the evil that the future generations currently experience, although our excuse is that we are fighting the evil we 've experienced and try to survive in the society - as given to us - and it is only those that -pick up the speed- that can succeed and rule over the _____. Because we don't give a second thought to things we uneventfully experienced inside the genuine silence of our inexperienced self, what we experienced as *sparkly & to be desired* during childhood. We strive to become what we thought we could be or they, the others already are.
Since I was a child, it was easy for me to connect and create out of nothingness precious moments together, hone our skills. There are no strangers, never felt that someone else was a stranger to me. Strangers . . . we are not strangers to ourselves but to the image we‘ve built, to the image of the other or of what that person give us ot not give us, not what that person is . . . they, they are a part of you, the beginning of you and the end of them, THE – y -OU
As a good friend though, I should be humble enough to give them what they need in order to take a step ahead but I also know what I will be doing to them and I can’t accept that, do no harm. Do nothing. I have no opinion and nobody knows. I am not there. That is the only thing felt from them. I am not there.
