awoke dripping with sweat. I know I dreamed about something, but now I can not remember a dream. Danger has passed and the danger of rationalism has been sleepy. I explained to his brain unconsciously, that what happened in this fabulous world has, it was not realistic and altogether there is no right to exist. But what was it? What I saw, felt, heard? Was it so terrible that it is automatically erased from memory, or simply so unimportant and insignificant? But I remember some of their dreams. The biggest problem is that they are indeed real sadistically ... Sadistically, a good formulation. After scorched the candle in a dream I feel the pain. The pain is sometimes so intense that I wake up by him and the wounded place by two seconds if they really existed. Why is this happening? And why every time I can not concentrate enough, would guess that dream?
I look at the night sky searching for something unspecified in the stars. Patches of clouds obscure some places, and everything looks as if the sky at these sites was incomplete, which can compare with the work of a plastic kid from elementary school. Immediately open the window a bit more sobering my sleepy thoughts overwhelming coolness that I no longer sticks to all sides. Do not get sick, at least not quickly. My stomach is burning heat almost paradise tea with lemon and warming (to capacity), raspberry juice. The light is extinguished. Blindly putting in tea on the desk. Despite the darkness I can see how warm it struggles with persistent cold.
What time is it? Anyway void. Why do I need time, since nothing of substance and so no longer happen. At least within the next 5 hours, or until morning. It's funny. My head ghost haunts the memories of the previous day. I feel anxious, but I have no reason. I do not know what it is associated. Now I wonder about the meaning of existence and existence in general. Who I really am and why. Why I am a man, and not on this example dog, cat, or hamster? Or a little specimen type single-cell amoeba ... Well, if I were a furry, or a less developed form of cellular or posiadałbym free will and the ability of rational thinking? Or would the ability to predict what will happen tomorrow, or it would not matter to me? Does your dog lives for the moment and nothing is dead, dying or just as a man unhappy? With each end of the day ... He knows he did the term "boredom" or felt the impotence in the beginning of time? Mitzvah ups and downs, make choices, or automatically operates in codziennościach? And most importantly, is aware of the fact that mortality and longs for the remote for days? Are you sure you remember, because when I look in the eyes of some old mongrel, where he is closer to the ground, rather than spontaneous shift in the forests and meadows, I see the outstanding and almost sickening sadness.
What would happen if I knew the answers to these questions? Nothing would change in me, only it would satisfy my morbid curiosity. In the end I could find other, more involved in the obscurity of the questions ...
***
plane crosses the sky leaving a white scar on it. While on the walk stops watching this phenomenon, while the injury is not vaulting. Passersby probably think I'm some weirdo, since than this, than from that suddenly, mess your head up and stand so over the next 15 minutes. This perplexes me and I am full of admiration for the humanity that do not have wings, able to rise above the skies, and even higher. Not so much physically, sometimes even spiritually. I admire people with great faith in and shatter-proof of various sorts. Science, reason, or morality.
Takes me a girl in a white dress. I see I furtively, but all the time staring blankly at the sky. It stands as good a moment, then I will give in and leave your eyes on her. Our eyes meet. It has a very nice blue eyes. At the sides of her head sticking up two related green ponies gumeczkami with Donald Duck. The girl is serious, then smiling and frowning at the same time showing his beautiful, jagged smile. Repay it with a small smile.
-Prov, sir, what time is it?
not think many look at his watch. It comes
- 12. -statement I finish another smile.
-Thank you.
carefree I see something in her eyes, and such a calm at that moment to feel that I'm the same age as her. 5 or 6th
-Gee, trailed again another master? -amused voice is heard as if her mother pushing a cart with her brother .- Three minutes ago You asked the same thing else.
I look at a woman, and this radiates happiness. I smile at her. The girl and started to run ahead, singing merrily. Suddenly remembers about good manners, stops, turns to me Page, screaming while waving.
-bye, sir!
Parisian freestone Her mother laughs and glances past me, even for me. But I will again mess your head up, but the scar in the sky is no longer visible. Therefore I decided to go on the road, though without any particular purpose. I pass other people. They do not seem to me to be nice. Are somewhat nervous, unsmiling, with burial face, rush somewhere ahead.
I go so now a good moment. I pass the shop windows, mannequins, and florists. He stops in front of a bookstore site, then a spontaneous and involuntary movement as if I open the door. I approach the lady in my hands fall "Golden mean" , steppes akermańskie for the soul. Open on some random page and start reading ...
"The rejection of the principle should not be discussed."
Oh yes. In my head began to rumble up from agreeing with what is written. So many times I tried to convince someone to do something. Most people do not take czyiś reason, therefore, that really just do not listen. Even during a conversation. They are so self-righteous in themselves, they do not even want to acknowledge the fact and disagreed at all costs try to deny the caller various argumentacjami. Why do we men do not listen to each other and why we do not believe that, despite the fact that something is bad for us, for others it may be a wonderful thing ... But I read further.
"As long as you live there is hope."
This quote is very pessimistic for me goes. So much so that until he is himself surprised. Now, as a rebuke, but it appears my hypocrisy associated with the previous quote. Do not "heard" him! I did not accept as I should, because once there have been rumors of type; "As long as you live there is hope that something will go wrong. That all mess up, but not only in their lives, but others as well.'d Never reach their goal ..." And much, much more of this type. So without thinking too much, reach for another quote.
"To love something - it is desirous to live."
In what sense? I began to wonder, but nothing came to mind. I just think that it is very difficult. So how does this relate to the fact that "love" of death? Page fanning
altering the set of ideas underlying in my hands. I found a bookmark, chapter-I do not know exactly what to call it -called "Friendship" .
"A true friend is one who speaks well of me behind my back."
she was frightened by this quote, until my hands spociły. I wonder if this quote also applies to a dispute between friends. But after a while I have no doubt that this is obvious. At least on my part. Know, there are situations where the nerves are taking over man up and sometimes it's different things to different people, but really our words do not coincide with the truth. I do not know why, but at this point, though saddened and a little faded. Before my eyes as the girl's imagination once again stood in a white dress and her carefree smile. And again, the magical serenity in her eyes. Also calms me down. I'm thinking about how people who have ever thought for one's friends and those whom I believe actually, presented and show me to other people. What they say about me and how. In light of what is presented? After a while, however, say that I trust them enough that I should not worry about it.
"It is reprehensible to put friendship over truth. "
now I'm looking for an excuse for myself. I'm looking for, but I can not find it. Although it was a lie for a just cause, I failed one of his friends, showing him firmly tweaked (tuned) the truth.
-You -pig ... I hear behind me.
turn around and I see no one. It is only now realizes that in mind I say to myself.
-lied to a friend!
Yes, fortunately I do not remember when and what circumstances.
-It will not excuse. A lie is a lie, and there's nothing you can not help.
-Right. The inability to be honest with the person who this is expected from you the most when the whole world lying in the living eye. Even defines me as his friend, thinking that I present him as the only person on earth, real and truest truth. Does this mean that I have no friends, because I've always been honest and I passed up the truth?
-I do not know. On this question, you answer yourself ...
-Hmmm ...
"Friend - A man who harms you quite selflessly. "
-Bullshit. -whispers.
Although when I think about some of the squabbles and disputes ...
" Your friend is a man who knows everything about you, and But he likes you. "
-Madman! - again I say in my mind .- I do not even accept his shortcomings, so why he would want to do. I do not understand either. Neither this, nor friendship.
-On it goes.
-In total, it scares me.
-This is probably understandable.
-Jesus, today I am forgiving, even to himself.
"Friends can be of any age. Provided that they are not needed."
-Whore, yet it is not friendship. As someone does not need me he is indifferent.
try to understand, but can not find the message. I guess I take this quote too literally.
"friend try it, but I tried love."
This quote falls particularly to my liking. But what is meant by the test? For each probably something else.
closed "Golden mean", I put down to their original place. I opened the door and leave. Something is happening today with me weird, but not necessarily am unable to determine. Probably much longer stroll today. They may come from the positives and negatives, positives, however, already has found two. Thus, it would be a pity to waste the opportunity ...
-Prov, sir, what time is it?
not think many look at his watch. It comes
- 12. -statement I finish another smile.
-Thank you.
carefree I see something in her eyes, and such a calm at that moment to feel that I'm the same age as her. 5 or 6th
-Gee, trailed again another master? -amused voice is heard as if her mother pushing a cart with her brother .- Three minutes ago You asked the same thing else.
I look at a woman, and this radiates happiness. I smile at her. The girl and started to run ahead, singing merrily. Suddenly remembers about good manners, stops, turns to me Page, screaming while waving.
-bye, sir!
Parisian freestone Her mother laughs and glances past me, even for me. But I will again mess your head up, but the scar in the sky is no longer visible. Therefore I decided to go on the road, though without any particular purpose. I pass other people. They do not seem to me to be nice. Are somewhat nervous, unsmiling, with burial face, rush somewhere ahead.
I go so now a good moment. I pass the shop windows, mannequins, and florists. He stops in front of a bookstore site, then a spontaneous and involuntary movement as if I open the door. I approach the lady in my hands fall "Golden mean" , steppes akermańskie for the soul. Open on some random page and start reading ...
"The rejection of the principle should not be discussed."
Oh yes. In my head began to rumble up from agreeing with what is written. So many times I tried to convince someone to do something. Most people do not take czyiś reason, therefore, that really just do not listen. Even during a conversation. They are so self-righteous in themselves, they do not even want to acknowledge the fact and disagreed at all costs try to deny the caller various argumentacjami. Why do we men do not listen to each other and why we do not believe that, despite the fact that something is bad for us, for others it may be a wonderful thing ... But I read further.
"As long as you live there is hope."
This quote is very pessimistic for me goes. So much so that until he is himself surprised. Now, as a rebuke, but it appears my hypocrisy associated with the previous quote. Do not "heard" him! I did not accept as I should, because once there have been rumors of type; "As long as you live there is hope that something will go wrong. That all mess up, but not only in their lives, but others as well.'d Never reach their goal ..." And much, much more of this type. So without thinking too much, reach for another quote.
"To love something - it is desirous to live."
In what sense? I began to wonder, but nothing came to mind. I just think that it is very difficult. So how does this relate to the fact that "love" of death? Page fanning
altering the set of ideas underlying in my hands. I found a bookmark, chapter-I do not know exactly what to call it -called "Friendship" .
"A true friend is one who speaks well of me behind my back."
she was frightened by this quote, until my hands spociły. I wonder if this quote also applies to a dispute between friends. But after a while I have no doubt that this is obvious. At least on my part. Know, there are situations where the nerves are taking over man up and sometimes it's different things to different people, but really our words do not coincide with the truth. I do not know why, but at this point, though saddened and a little faded. Before my eyes as the girl's imagination once again stood in a white dress and her carefree smile. And again, the magical serenity in her eyes. Also calms me down. I'm thinking about how people who have ever thought for one's friends and those whom I believe actually, presented and show me to other people. What they say about me and how. In light of what is presented? After a while, however, say that I trust them enough that I should not worry about it.
"It is reprehensible to put friendship over truth. "
now I'm looking for an excuse for myself. I'm looking for, but I can not find it. Although it was a lie for a just cause, I failed one of his friends, showing him firmly tweaked (tuned) the truth.
-You -pig ... I hear behind me.
turn around and I see no one. It is only now realizes that in mind I say to myself.
-lied to a friend!
Yes, fortunately I do not remember when and what circumstances.
-It will not excuse. A lie is a lie, and there's nothing you can not help.
-Right. The inability to be honest with the person who this is expected from you the most when the whole world lying in the living eye. Even defines me as his friend, thinking that I present him as the only person on earth, real and truest truth. Does this mean that I have no friends, because I've always been honest and I passed up the truth?
-I do not know. On this question, you answer yourself ...
-Hmmm ...
"Friend - A man who harms you quite selflessly. "
-Bullshit. -whispers.
Although when I think about some of the squabbles and disputes ...
" Your friend is a man who knows everything about you, and But he likes you. "
-Madman! - again I say in my mind .- I do not even accept his shortcomings, so why he would want to do. I do not understand either. Neither this, nor friendship.
-On it goes.
-In total, it scares me.
-This is probably understandable.
-Jesus, today I am forgiving, even to himself.
"Friends can be of any age. Provided that they are not needed."
-Whore, yet it is not friendship. As someone does not need me he is indifferent.
try to understand, but can not find the message. I guess I take this quote too literally.
"friend try it, but I tried love."
This quote falls particularly to my liking. But what is meant by the test? For each probably something else.
closed "Golden mean", I put down to their original place. I opened the door and leave. Something is happening today with me weird, but not necessarily am unable to determine. Probably much longer stroll today. They may come from the positives and negatives, positives, however, already has found two. Thus, it would be a pity to waste the opportunity ...
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