Saturday, April 17, 2010

Kates Playground Nearly There

Nobody changes

Accusations are spitting in your face, swearing, cursing, all part of a package where you do not is seen as a product, perhaps a gift or otherwise, may be the air that inflates the most of the packet that comes in half.
But like every dream, woke up and found one hour, however cruel and painful as it is, yes we are all that and told us that this might be the only person you can trust and love unconditionally.
A certain Dr. told me once that people do not change, but like any human being deceived by the scoundrels productions we are shown, you start believing that one day everything can be different, but it passes.
And sitting alone, or with a stranger telling you the only truth you can not stand to hear, you realize you will always be that person away from other people.
And when loneliness becomes part of everyday life and lack of care becomes more a thing you put up with without blinking, you sit in your room and pour out all the hate you feel, all the pain that torments him and all that nausea question.
All to learn to live alone.

Monday, April 12, 2010

Dragon Ball Z Doujin Online

POETIC


I'm on site four days ago, enjoying my leisure poetic. I'm close
close to Victoria, but enough to relax and clear poeticise.
The night has already got to admire the starry sky that night alone in the field can give us. I
hours, finding the three Marys, the Southern Cross .... traveling in and with the stars.
Lying, bathing myself and poetry star.
Here I like to sit on the porch and spend hours contemplating the divine creation.
Only God himself to do this painting! Nature there is displaying its various shades of green that shine every ray of sunshine. And that green is perfect for contrasting with the blue tones in the sky. How
not believe in God before this show?
My poetic idleness is packed with the sounds of nature. Those simple, but who are lost in the rush of capital.
The wind at that time called the trees to dance. And this dance produces a sound delicious.
birds, roosters, geese, turkey, mooing, barking fills my heart with joy in his prose.
converse alone, but their echo sounds like an orchestra is awesome. My poetic journey
reaches the horizon. Contemplate a sunset that appears.
A sunset those breathtaking any poet!
I thank God for giving me direction to all my senses!