Imagine
Imagine a moment of silence. I cannot.
Born in wood, brought out later on by fire to light...
Imagine a moment of silence. I cannot.
(3. acceptance) what are you selling, gringo. bulls skinned alive while staring to the deep blue sky screaming with tears in wine... what are you selling, gringo a blink of an eye.
what's wrong with this orange. I'm flipping papers as I browse souls. I didn't understand anything you told me tonight. as if this is the night before an after.
Moment is God. If you do not enjoy it, of whom do you enjoy. Eternity is collected in present times. Not the past nor the future. Past and future are illusions.
Truth. Whose truth?.
I'm young and have two children. I'm getting old and underneath my skin grows a fatigue, an eager for rest. It seems that I'm loosing my memories from childhood and I'm gathering a new kind.
And one more thing: put love, before hate, because you can't fall before you fly, but as you fall you learn the most important lesson of all - nobody puts your pieces together, but you.
I came to a night of sorrow and I understood one thing - I didn't realise anything of great importance as it is my heart, my love. Don't wait for that night, listen to your heart when it mourns.
1. Let's have fun before we die. 2. Find the rainbow and climb it at least one time. 3. Take a leap in the Fiji's blue eyes and swim in the depth of sky. 4. Buy some olive oil for the salad .
music was hitting her feathers. and flakes were filled with blood. and she was sold by the piece. a penny a pound. he was longing for her, grasping her foot, her ankle.
Find yourself in the darkest hour and you will feel the limits that define your breath, your rhythm and, finally, your light.
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at the sharp edge of the stage I do not believe in mortality I do not believe I do what is the sense of no in the I you?.