Thursday, August 24, 2006

Gift For A Stroke Patient

walking contradiction

not like starting the entry so I'll say whatever comes to mind ...

there are aspects of continuity and adaptation in what should be done every day, I mean I ... I fail to adapt and connect any loose wires. I have not been able to get what I want with society. Not that this is a misfit, I would be understandable and concrete.

Lately I've been alone, the company needed people, if not, myself. I understand the contradiction has become the cancer to stop growing throughout the years. At least I know I've tried. My goal is not to follow current and imitate others, to change to fit something that has never been willing to do, but as I like to think, the way I made the ideas and argue.

What we do and what not, the problems I have are simple solutions. I hate excuses sentimentalists, such as this I write.

hate that every time I meet very similar thoughts among people.

I think the biggest moment in which I find happiness is when I'm away from my natural environment, away from home, far from whom I have known. My place is not in this social group is far or near all depends on where you look.

I'm sick of this city tired of his selfishness, tired of their lies, good intentions without actions. I know, receive complaints and people will say "then get out, go, go, so do not want to be here ...". They do not understand that before a declaration is a reason and the first thing they do is get defensive. We violence instant, almost, almost faster than we warmed soup.


Because some wonder why I am so serious?
Because there is something about them that makes me smile.



of few words are big ideas, I think I'm growing

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