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I still have this dreams when I was 9 yrs. old and still the world is a big place to explore. Now I'm awake...So to the world pls. don't play me the third world blues again I might not get out of my bed...
Lately life has felt like a series at episodes slowly escalating to that finale I have yet to see. I'm excited and sad at the same time. Nostalgia is a funny thing. They say its the obsessive clinging to the past for fear of the future. But if the past is all we have, then what?
See its all in the details. Its those tiny details you remember the most...
Who needs the truth? My fantasy world is a lot more livable.
Carl Sagan said: Imagination may able to take us to worlds that never were, to places that never are. But without it we go nowhere.
I wonder where mine will take me....
I like it whenever it rains. There's something about it mystifies. It covers all colors and shrouds everything to cool, calm grey. It also gives the feeling that the world is being washed off its bitterness. I like it whenever you hear the down pour from the distance slowly, almost cautiously approaching you. And then magic happens suddenly its just you and the rain...
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