walking on clouds and spitting letters... :: Something smarter than us is going to emerge

for all those whom i like and like me // whom are my friends and consider me their friend /// no other [personal] things will be ever written in this black-green realm /// i found out that i love my life the way it is // that i missed being alone and free and move around and whereever and motat sa // that i need more discipline and better time and energy management to do my ideas // that i need to learn faster and more systematic // taht i can educate my body and control it better // that i am gelous and superstitious, and that i have no patience anymore for the weak or cruel or stupid // that i should always follow my signs and my dreams, for they are coming from my other selves put together from my intuitions and dreams of other people // that i have no sentimental tie to any past anymore // taht i like manipulation and humans who can stand up to Games // that i dont wanna have any tie, any relationship, any promise [i dont belive in such and also i cant keep them myself] - i have to move to stay alive // that the only sense in life [i could find so far] is to play and create // that i need to love and give but never with half-measures /// feeling calm and clear like a crystal, with molecules moving like quick silver - fire /// thanks to s. for his morning jokes and night swimming // to p. for all his incredible feeling and courtly patience // to g. for love with white hands and to my queen for her sweet caresses // to t. for a special delivery at the bus station and many others here // to m. for her honesty and laziness // to d. and s. for nights under stars and thoughts and guitars // to j. for his "a-ah" // and many other who were by me when i was pathetic and in trouble and in exile // grateful to clouds for coming alone everytime i am in deep // and to dreams - every time i am in pieces /// vive la resistance :] and // Chaos, walk with me! ////// noapte buna, a!