Here is my life which exists on paper. A new day, an old page. Enjoy.
31 March 2010
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1 comment:
17 04 09
people have their hang ups. during these times, 4
dangerous & deadly walls enclose
on a person. these four walls create a
room that is filled with comfortable &
cozy things. A person in this room certainly
is enticed in relation to what is outside of
this seemingly safe haven. a peep hole is made
with an ice pick. this is made to secure
the person that there are still people around
& that the world has not gone & abandoned
them.
like a banana in a fridge, this would
cause a person to rot. in their own
little cave. but it seems so safe inside,
it's so comfortable & familiar here....
but of course, there is a ying to the
yang. the importance is finding the
balance. shit happens. everything
is temporary. life is random & unexpected.
anything can happen. it's a survival
skill to celebrate life during
difficult times. at all times.
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