I wonder about so many things... I have so many questions. Wonder is the zest for life... the pursuit of knowledge, or just trying to figure out or to understand. It's wonderful to learn, to gain an understanding, to see things from a new perspective. Children...
When she woke up at 2am, did she miss me..
Is my touch still fresh on her skin like hers on mine?
If you said that you got over that person who you claimed you love the most,that's a total bullshlt, but you moved on, carrying the memories with you..
you are who you are today...
that childhood joy of wondermenteverything new and shinygiggling, singing and twirlingeyes so bright they dazzleevery day a new canvasto fill with rainbow colours!i can't go back, that door is shuttoday is now, it's all i haveso,i can open my eyes again andblink away the...
when they come online.I have very less time to do that.Now ,as it is ,I like being online if my friends are online too.I also cannot understand why people hurt someone whom they have taken in their circle.
I wonder. I wonder about everything. It's the way my mind works,constantly questioning human nature - what causes happiness, unhappiness, optimism, hopelessness. I wonder why two people could have the same experience and one would describe it as exciting and the other might...
for me to cut my feelings for the people that stopped talking to me? Like, people I've thought of as friends. If they stop talking to me, and seem to ignore me, is it mean for me to cut off my friendship to them? To stop caring about them? I don't think it is. The way I see it...
humming along with the little tune playing inside my head, it occurs to me I do this habitually. Humming, singing, whistling. Do you ever stand to the side and look at yourself and wonder what it's like to live with you?
so many religions.
Poverty types forced on creations of His.
If God sees all.
What does He think of the above facts.
Supported by Christians.
Who want luxury vacations.
And luxury homes.
And luxury cars.
And other luxury items.
While poverty exists...
sad? With a huge lump in your throat and a profound sadness pervading everything? Do you wake up struggling to hold back tears that have no precise cause other than a sadness that fills your heart to overflowing? Is it from missing someone so much it physically hurts? Could it...
I wonder... do i sound like a mosquito in the air ?
are people really listening or have they mastered the stare ?
Why i bother wondering I really have no idea,
But i just keep on wondering in case i disappear.
So i wonder, wonder, wonder all through the day ..
Hopelessly struggling for positives.
Saw a twig.
My brain said possible snake.
So me began wondering.
What would me say to a snake.
And he says am home.
So me says get out of my way or bite.
How sad is...
and he was witty.
He was funny and he was kind.
He made me feel alive and he made me smile.
But sometimes I wonder.
Was it him I loved or the man I saw in him?
Does that man exist? Was he real or did I make him up?
Or perhaps it was he who made himself up, who projected the...
or if I am just another barrier to be bested in peoples struggles in their lives. I want to be a positive influence but I have no way to know if I am achieving this or not. I definitely do not want to have a negative impact on anyone.
Or was it a test.
The wealthy run things.
And get bored.
Did they just check how much we care.
And pocket said moneys.
Then add to the soap opera created.
Because boredom causes curiosity.
And greed demands profits.
Legal or illegal.
of mine, and it made me pause and consider its truth. I think it is incredibly and painfully true. Sometimes we fall in love even though it's not meant to be. I don't think you can control whom you fall for; I wish you could. I've never shied away from love, and only recently...
Wandering through the battlefield of my past
sorting through the wreckage of misspent days
cringing at decisions made in haste
laughing at desires that became a waste
I came upon a clearing that seemed safe and quiet
I sat there quietly and saw my plight
and softly I wept, into...
The new criminals.
Related to colleges.
Both teach some crap.
Both cost too much.
Both eat student loans.
And create poverty.
When the wealthy care to care.
And student loans get approved.
This morning I read an article in Melbourne's MX magazine:'Men 58, not out. Women are past 'it' at 29'Women reckon they've lost 'it' by 29, but men believe they're still in their prime until more than double that age - as long as they can still perform in the bedroom....
As I get older, I am questioning things more and more...becoming again like a five year old constantly asking why? why? I was watching a science documentary about the universe. It really got me thinking. There exists that question about if God created the universe. The debate...
Sex is popular.
Is it popular due to work damage.
Or social interaction damage.
Doctors and judges agree.
The system is flawed.
But are they wrong.
Is the system broken.
And sex obsession proof.