when is it now

samedi 22 décembre 2012

before change  I have to finish what I started, a decades-long cycle, a plan that imbalance does not bode particularly, life is generally large and uncertain movements suddenly fall, the land in the mouth, a moment of eternity, I got up, everything goes well, I saw life as close to the grass, it is captivating, it is mysterious, when one is on his feet, it is far from the land, to the sky dreams are welcoming, the earth is wet when it rains, when it gets hot it cracks, it is like the passing of human happiness fool the tragic concern is to I'm going to need a moment to realize the fragile moment, I do not like a thread, it is solid, it's been years I have yours, how much longer, it does not depend me, the body to a scheduled end, accident, illness, hop, it passes the horizontal forever, so that life is all the time no matter what, it moves in all directions, it goes, it goes down, it goes, it just, ideas, gestures, whispers, cries, tears of joy or sorrow, a moment please, it does not matter but it still bothers me, I n 'say no more, it put me in an untenable position, the enemy is all around, attention to every gesture I find I sneaks into the kitchen, the evening meal is being cooked, carrots and turkey, it's Christmas, chocolate, constipation, fast I run a herbal product to solve the transit as soon as I leave my body usually do not understand, he suddenly shines like a horse that refuses to go further into stupidity, what can we do to go straight is tiring to make detours

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