A belief that trust is an issue of matter, not a spiritual awakening, is true in some sense.
We feed on what is provided, not on the winds that sweep us by. So in a way, we need something solid to keep us awake, like a slap..
A slap can be understood both as a factor that supplies the trust, or as a back stab, depending on the intention of the warmth on the face..
With that being said, all was above the postures of regularities..
One might have thought that the ideas were missing one "l" from becoming ideals of life, but the momentary succession never lived up a reputation of being what we might call the truth. Yet we realize that the deepest oblivions are the burdens that form up our lives although they are the most distinctive stenches that erupt from the daily living.
As we come to the realization, we are drowned in books of people that actually have the power to control you.. Even every single move you make...
These successive stories all have a rigid past...
And what hurts the most is that now a person that past through those steps can make someone else feel the same way!
Guess that's how you explain revenge out of the dictionary context!
Blame it on someone to correct your mistakes, but that never happens. Whatever you do sticks on and you are you and it never goes away..
Pointers will never direct any other place..
Sunday, November 11, 2007
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