Scrambled Ramblings
I hate that I love being in love.
I hope I win the lottery.
I love giving people money so I know
that every dollar I give for someone to live
will cause change in two ways.
I am so tired all the time because I feel like
I've been alive for so long.
Resistance is not a peripheral opponent.
It is self generated and self perpetuated.
It is the enemy within.
I no longer want to hold anything back.
I am afraid of dying only because
I haven't said everything I want say.
My brain never shuts up. I don't know
whether to gag it or give it a microphone.
I hope I have days where my inner peace
is so strong someone else can grab a
piece and borrow some.
Love is the secret you can't wait to tell everyone.
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