This is my beautiful dream. Im hurting no one. hurting no one. I want to give you everything. I want to give you energy. I want to give a good thing. I want to give you everything. Everything. In one final scream of love who could Climb this high she looks beautiful Like a child I feel tears. And I want to scream. You know what I mean cause this is hurting no one. An erazor of love.
I love the moment that visits once in a while and makes your body and soul really feel apart of everything as one with the universe, just so free as I can feel for only a moment and makes you realise how beautiful and precious life really is. You know how it is without that moment but when the moment comes up it takes you to the deepest realization of your own life’s existence. The question is when does that freedom really come up? Not when I’m at a places where I do not belong but at moments alone with the nature, with art, music. That’s what I love… I love the mystery of life, the excessive freedom, the beauty of nature, and the strange kind of environment of a mind’s creation, the world of art. Oh there’s a lot to love when you hate so little, even more when you didn’t hate at all.
Originally Posted by lover/young_peace "Does anybody else want to shoot themselves when they read old posts?" I'm new here so I ask you what is it about the old posts that make you want to shoot yourself?