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...
Sometimes when I read my EP friends kind and encouraging comments I wonder...If you find me in cold night alone and sad...would you really like to give me company? I know it is weird thing to ask maybe....but sometimes reality changes the complete show....you know what I mean...
And the wealthy hide from punished.
Then what is life.
Me read a post.
Man was a dad and sad.
Then he noticed.
It only benefitted the wealthy.
He was a slave.
Who made more slaves.
What if that means truth came.
But the wealthy stomp it.
And lead us to phones.
Or other overpriced crap.
Via fox news.
And reality tv.
Milli vanilli got crucified for lip sync.
Many musicians did.
But now a show comes.
Lip sync battle...
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...
It's truly Wonder and not Worry, which is unusual for me. Sometimes I have these odd moments where I remember I'm female, and I'm a bit surprised. I've never felt particularly female. Though, I guess I feel more female than male, probably largely because of how I grew up, how...
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...
It never ceases to amaze me how some people lack general understanding. If you met me in person you would have no judgments about my personal choices. I could easily be your boss or co-worker. You are understanding and we have a good working relationship. Enter the veil of...
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?
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...
your fantasy? I wonder about mine. Daddy and daughter... I don't know if it's because I didn't have a dad growing up or what. But I feel like a weirdo about it. When I fantasize about it he's not my real dad. He's like a male role model like a step dad, neighbor, or even...
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...
If my mind was transferred into a mechanical body or robot.I would not miss being cold so much of the time but I would miss the feeling of warming up, sitting by a roaring fire or in a hot tub, pulling on a nice warm blanket or a sweat top straight out of the dryer. The warmth of...
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...
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.
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.
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...
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...
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...
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.