I won’t say that I am a feminist, I don’t think anybody is one. We are just people. We are not chauvinists, sexists, fascists or dictators. We are just humans with our own complexes and biased opinions. But unfortunately, as today’s society we have been taught to judge, judge and do nothing but judge others. We … More Because I refuse
Originally posted on dearlilyjune:
Dear Lily June, As human beings, we live in the flimsy structures of our fleshy bodies. Our hearts, like birds, are protected only by a cage of ribs; our minds, like yolks, sit inside the bony eggs of our skulls. It is a system designed to be fragile and frail. We…
Colors, colors, colors. They’re everywhere, really. I don’t think that the world would feel real without them. It would be boring, unnoticeable and inconspicuous. They set us free, they make something inside us click. However, over the years they have created rifts in societies, discrimination between people. around the world color or lack of it … More Blue, black, white and red.
Come and I will lead you through a world of beauty. Beauty which breathes, it lives really. This beauty oscillates with a gentle beating heart. It is, of course, the works of the great Pablo Picasso. It is the only art which has captured imperfection with perfection.we are dreaming , living, breathing flawed forever Pablo … More Picasso
Sharpnel, debris, fallen buildings, dead corpses and explosions. Massive explosions. All of these litter the horizon in today’s earth. We, the priveliged are led to belive by organizations like the UN and the media that peace is prevaling in most countries. The world’s population is stable. And yet if you dig deeper you will find … More BOOM! goes the dynamite
I will see you tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow, Then suddenly never, Because you have forgotten me, Because you are gone and never really were there, Just a dream, mere imagination, But I still want back, The time when I had a, A tomorrow and forever to look forward to, A blissful infinity, never-ending, The … More Goodbye (Death after death in living)
Money, money, money. It grows on the trees, it rains from the skies and is printed over and over again. It’s everywhere, don’t you think? Men and women slaving away, selling their souls away, their free will forever just for a dollar. I can’t think of a bigger tragedy in the history of mankind. We … More Diggin’ for gold only.
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