Tuesday, January 22, 2008
A life in which one lives a thousand lives and dies a thousand deaths, live`s a thousand fathers and a thousand mothers.
Are we not sublime, like the dirt after the rain, we are cleansed from this place.Why do you fear, why do you cry
If our prophets suffered and pious lives they indeed led, then who are we to whine and beg at every turn.
Please do not advice others, advice yourselves.Who do you truely love? yourselves.How can others make you happy when you cant do that to yourself.Please stop shitting yourselves with your mundane existence.live your life.dont look for love, it will find you.after that you wish it never did.When you are old and you look back on your past, what will you remember? what you did when you were probably 20 and then........blank.
A quite man just does not speak, he sure as hell thinks a lot.
Trust your friends to show you the right path,even without them knowing.For without them you would never struggle to be free from an oppressive situation.One you got into because of them in the first place.
Life, liberty, love and longisland ice tea.
cheers to all the happy people in the world.