Wednesday, 29 July 2015

Everyone I ever met

I used to think you were all beautiful. I used to think you were all lovely.
Now I see that it was just like with everything else of which I had a poetic and idealistic view, just for the fact that I was much more innocent, much more naive and indeed a true poet of beauty.

It is a bit sad to realize the naked truth about all people, their selfish and worse side that is much more destructive and intense than the beauty side I once celebrated in poems.

Well, I guess now I can say I finally see you for who you are. And you are merely humans, full of defects and no will to be truly better.

Tuesday, 28 July 2015

When you're older the heart is no longer a lonely hunter, but a lonely mumbler.
Being alone and isolated is the best way to achieve clarity of thought and freedom of mind. 
There are two kinds of people in the world in terms of vision: the ones who think everything should be "an eye for an eye" and the others who believe that in that way everyone will end up blind.
Also in the first people, there's also the belief that in the land of blind a one eyed man is king, again showing its selfish and greed character.

Tuesday, 7 July 2015

As crazy as insomnia gets...

If every women's high heels would break at the same time in the whole world would everyone hear a loud noise?

Monday, 6 July 2015

The font

I'll always be bold and strong, and always italic and underlined!