My toughts, my heart, my soul.. it all stops for a second.
Looks like everithing has changed.
Even I can’t see outside, I can feel it.
It’s almost morning.
Like a bird, that knows the Sun is about to come out.
Like the wind, that knows when to blow from the Sea.
Something calls me.
It’s time to go home.
What is happening?
It’s just so confusing feelings that I can not even…
It’s the bittersweat sunshine.
It’s morning, after all.
Even if you don’t wanna change your plans, you will have to adapt or your gonna miss things.
No matter where I stand
Or where I sit,
When I close my eyes,
you are all I see.
And regardless the distance I walk,
Or the time I see pass,
The flame that was once lit,
Shall ever last.
Even thou I’m loyal to my present,
and don’t look back.
When I open my eyes,
My heart cries in despair.
So please forgive,
I have to confess.
I don’t see you,
And that chains me to the past.
C. G. P. A. S.
Enjoy the moment.
The past that touched you,
Was a present well lived.
Be the moment.
Everyone have your point of view.
Everyone is right front of your point of view.
What is right? There is no right.
What is wrong? There is no wrong.
What is point of view? Only you.
Don’t be your point of view.
Don’t be only you.
My point of view.
If you want to one day be something
First admit that you’re not
Or you shall never be
Understanding requires not just a moment of perception, but a continuous awareness, a continuous state of inquiry without conclusion