Saturday, May 10, 2014
"...what sorry shows and shadows we are. Without our clothes and our pedestals we are poor things and much of a size; our dignities are not real, our pomps are shams. At our best and stateliest we are not suns, as we pretended, and teach, and believe, but only candles; and any bummer can blow us out." - The Memorable Assassination
Mark Twain
Mark Twain
Thursday, May 8, 2014
Wednesday, May 7, 2014
Sins
There are sins we do not feel guilty for and the conscience is silent about...And there is something little insignificant, hidden, like a worm in the ripe apple and against it soul and heart rebels...
So the soul is still alive.. Bright side of the spirit...
So the soul is still alive.. Bright side of the spirit...
Tuesday, May 6, 2014
Once I asked fate for just one absolutely happy day, and now all I ask for is just one absolutely happy moment. When impossible becomes reality, when all the past is erased and does not exist anymore, when there is no remorse and regret, when you soar in the sky like a bird, like an angel, when you touch soft clouds and feel the touch of the wind on the cheek, when tears of sorrow turn into tears of joy, when happiness purifies your soul and makes it white as snow, makes it pristine and innocent... If only i could fly in the blue sky and feel this immense happiness...The moment, that is more precious than eternity...
Monday, May 5, 2014
Mood to give up.
Lately I give up in everything: in my dreams, in reality...
As if I wrapped myself in the white flag and retreat before the forges sound...
As if I wrapped myself in the white flag and retreat before the forges sound...
Sunday, May 4, 2014
Friday, May 2, 2014
Thursday, May 1, 2014
Wednesday, April 30, 2014
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