segunda-feira, 27 de junho de 2011

Realize the plainness of being stoped to iven believe you could ever think.
Make me feel small if I allow you to do so.
You who I do not know. You that is everyone else and me.
You that are outside the door whenever I go out there.
Le yourself go, be.
Breath and release.
The approval is significant to a certain moment of time. Of a certain moment depending on the fragility of the self.
Lack of the necter. Lack of stable inner concrete.
See those soft doors are there next to those hard walls.
Don't iven think.
Steady in deep real sleep.
Don't iven approach the deadly poisonous cliff of unstableness. So let me be