I have looked at the sun. It is so shinny, so hot. Attracted me but made me blind. Burned me. I went to the shadow. Under a tree. I could see clearly. I cooled down.
Is it you my stomach through which I feel everything. Butterflies, pain, disgust. From you rolls out, in the right time, with the right speed, that energy ball. Positive or negative. You are my keeper...
While looking into the mirror, you are saying to yourself: I am the best. Your own reflection makes you forget the only presence in the mirror.
The satisfaction of winning/being a winner, comes with the dissatisfaction of seing losers
Happiness...I see you..You are that wave that comes and goes...always fast...and always leaving a gap behind...
Don't look for your best friend, my child...Is always with you. Is YOU and ONLY YOU
Heaven. You. Your beauty and peace. In all small details. From which, I bite with hunger, small seconds revealed...on this Earth. You Heaven. I am longing after you continously, with so much hunger, w...
Suffering, my child?...Suffering is the divine trigger you can press..for you to accomplish your dreams...