Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Harley Davidson Shower Curtain

... biting thoughts

And what I do, but if it is? I would not underestimate my life, yet so many people might be happier if it were not for me.



Shall we count them once ` ?

- My mother, who just moved me because in a country that despises them.
- My godfather, who was killed by series of small accidents, which were all raised by me.
- My grandparents, who her daughter terribly miss
- the Father, redeemed without me long ago was this mother and family conditions
- M., the one without me would not have the heart broken
- another level, not without me would be hopelessly in love
- as could be perfectly happy in his relationship to them without fear
- a lot of people who see me as a friend and be disappointed, because I Take me insulating

it not be offended if I do go all out of the way and you do not integrate into my life. I learned that it is the best way.

Thursday, February 4, 2010

D Or Pl 2 Turtle Beach

Winding thoughts ...

"[It was] God himself, who laid himself as a snake at the end of his day's work under the tree of knowledge: he recovered from it to be God ..
He had made everything too good ... The devil is merely the idleness of God to every seventh day ... "
(Friedrich Nietzsche, Ecce homo)



Is it the fate of a man who always ready to act is morally right, according to its principles, that God would approve, of a wonderful day for the snake to be?
And you can go back? Or does the blood of the sin forever stick in my hands? Even if I try to wash clean, but be deceived my eyes, but I hardly look with your heart, my conscience, out, my hands turning red and the blood drowned me incessantly in my memories ...

I think at the moment is not near. I hide the hands from people who are near me. So I sat the last three days alone in the café every morning and made me think ... I felt free. Redeemed. But once I step back into a crowd I'm choking on their presence. They make me aware of the blood. With me I have made peace. I know who I am and I know my mistake. But people do not tuen. This distorted image they have of me, pressed me mercilessly gene ground. The image ... my own work I have created in six days. Too good ...

What follows after the seventh day?