as the demon within me grows...life will be more confusing

Life.

What is this thing called life? Is it being alive, breathing and kicking? Is going through the things that might stop others from going? Is it making others happy to be happy?

What is it exactly?

Often in during the days that we journeyed through, when things does not go the way we intended it to, we or much often others would say to ourself "That's life..." with differring connotations and facial expressions. So we are back to the question what is life?

Sighhhh...I think its better for me to go to bed and sleep.

 

 

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Yep i'm starting it again...I guess

Meeting with quit a number of interesting individuals a long this ending year made me think aout a wole lot of things, but thinking alone makes no change, no?

So here goes nothing, or everything. I'm restarting all that I have put on hold. Its time to think about me and myself. But I still love you all.

 

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testing

ipad galaxy note pc...who cares?

the longer my sadness lingers

tis be a day of a thousand days i have forgtten...
month of blossoming flowers...
year of a grown up oldman..

this place where the spiders have made their home is in need of sweeping.

and sweep it i will.

testing ny grounds

if this works...hmmm