too sensitive

Love should be in the glory of light's achievement
In its rise between buildings,
Its smell over the contryside
In friends you have, in life you give,
Always the same, always serene... and bla and bla and bla!!!

Of course hearts beat as loud as for hapiness and desolation

Often too shy to ask
Too afraid of being wipe out of one's life
Who on hearth wants to take its toothbrush back of the beloved pot?

When comes the right time to be brave? And anyway, will it be recognizable?!
Which of the two: having a desperate lack of confidence or being haunted?

Is voodoo the response?
Well... I'm not certain I could tear an alived chicken apart... but if it's an already coocked one... well... it'd be a waist... but... in another hand...

(By double-reading this, I'm wondering if it's whith such crap that people locked themselves up into a sect at the end...)

But still... what is it?
Lack of light? Too much hope or blindness? Not enough balls???
What I know is that some feet won't ever find their well-fitting shoes.
And before don't want to be barefoot, we first of all do want to wear the chosen shoes don't we?!!

Wondering wondering wondering... I'd prefer Wonder-Woman hein !!
Too sensitive
Expecting too much, ALWAYS...

Is there another path than words to say:

"Do you love me?"

what about us?

How deep can we be confident in...
-life? Hum... the only thing certain is that it will end some day.
-others? Hum... that is definitely an own-choiced thing when you see how different people can be.

And how do trust works?
-by repetition?
-by simple naivety?
-by proofs maybe?

But... what's a proof?!
When you know by fact that sometimes even facts are manipulated, what makes you move forward?

I'm not cartesian but I see how the world is tied up..
I'm not spiritual but I can believe in miracles.

I trust chance and holistic.
As chaos is a part of life, chance has the same place beyond a doubt.

Moving on in our lives without hurting people for no reason; following our values no mather what but by keeping the almighty thought in mind that we're nothing without a ground under our feet, without air to breath or someone to share with, is the answer that showing us how big part we are in the tiny Universe we live on.

We borned aren't we? If we can know how, we don't know why... so let's be confident in this real first fact and let's embroider life such as Penelope did.

sky's limit

Always thought I had something special
Always believed in my shining star high
Even after a fail, even after a tell

That's in the end, my only way to get up
That's in my brain, the only step not to fall

Cause sometimes like now I'd like to go, I'd like to wide close my eyes
Yes, sometimes like now I need a rest, I need to turn off my mind.

Always thought I had a golden goal
Always thought my mistakes would rise me out of the lies
And above all, always-always the sun of hope to escape the darkness of life

Could not think about being there for nothing
Could not accept to only be a part of something big

But sometimes like now tears are too strong, thoughts are drowning me
Yes, sometimes like now doubts tare apart love and beating heart

Always thinking about how lucky I am
Always looking for the good out of the bad
And when it's wrong, deeply think in God-Time to heal me
 

But right-now there is this sting...

I don't want to be a philosopher anymore
Always putting things into perspective is turning me into a monster
I want to scream, and shout out loud, and yell!

My flesh is burning... How can I peel it away ?!!!

 

sun is back but dark is my heart

When you do your best, you're real best han - not a shitty best like: "well today i did my work i ate hearthly" or other stuffs of that kind no!!-
when everyday you're throwing yourself back into question because all you're looking for is understanding your world and be the perfect friend or colleague because you know that paradoxically no-one's perfect. Inevitably you are waiting the same in return... even when you do not want to think about return, even when you say that you don't expect anything...
down in your core you mean it!!
and when true unfairness happens you're suddenly strong AND devasted.

this is one of the infernals questions of being a human