are we addicted to our own happiness?yes, we are. if we get it or not, well… that’s a different story.
dreams on my pillow… are waiting for me…should I go and follow them?
we assist to the evolution of the involution; and do nothing, as we do not recognize it.we don’t even perceive clearly the involution of the evolution; ’cause we are so blinded by fake evolution.
The day the colors were chosen, the Autumn was the third to choose… First, it was the Spring. It took all the bright colors and the green of revival. Then it came the Summer. It took the yellow for the sun, the blue for the sky and lots of colors for the flowers. Then, the Autumn. It had the least and also the most to pick up from. It took all the edges of more »
when things don’t change, change perspective!it might work.
energy flows. matter transforms. people change. history repeats. life goes on.
I inspire, I get inspiredI expire, I aspire one for breathing, one for beingone for living, one for feeling
If a liar is the man who doesn’t tell the truth, the man who tells the truth, who is he? just the man who says the truth? no one-word for him?‘Liar’ doesn’t have a one-word antonym?? is it so difficult to find find one so they didn’t named him?… hard to believe… seems like a dictionary conspiracy 🙂