worth of life?

Excuse me, how much does the life cost? No, not this one. That over there. No, no, you must turn left, cold, cold, warm, hot!!! Never mind. Used? Oh, that's normal these days. A little bit hurt and bitten? Hmmm... it has experienced much, yeh? We shall manage. Many holes and scratches aren't the problem. Would you sell it or not? I'm determined, you know, I love to have the new life. No, thank you but I have just made my mind up. I'm going to take this one. Yes, please, as you are so kind. Which paper? Maybe that one, so nicely black. No ribbons, thanks. Oh, great. How much is it? Jesus Christ! So much for such a little, crumpled, boring and ridiculous life! Good Heavens! I will be a bankrupt! Thank you very much.

men are noble???!!!!

we call it "positive backwash" in methodology ;)
I had my first exam this year and I suppose (very much suppose) I have done it well!
moreover - my tutor accepted my culture project so I have one thing less to do in next few months. only 100 other works left!

about such days my friend is used to saying:

'THE LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL AND MEN (!!!) ARE NOBLE'

new year's death

my dearest sadness,

what to do to stop all the living miracles dying?
what to avoid their suffering?
how far should I go to get the answer?
how many paths and tears to go through?

look forward to receiving from you soon

niuton

The Letter to The Wish-Come-True

Merry Christmas!
Dear Santa Claus, The Star, The Angel, Santa Nicolaus and however you are called by thousands of children around the world,

I wish you to be so powerful to fulfil the promise you give children each year with the hope and the love and the belief.
I wish we were ourselves.
I wish others appreciated the above.
I wish next day would be better than the previous.
I wish my pack of friends didn’t shrink so quickly.
I wish I would be able to help my own wishes come true.

So be it!

not so bad

all right... I've started to fight for living! I went to the doctor and bought some medicines. I took few days off. I looked at myself in the mirror critically. I bought a new CD album. I borrowed some books. I tidied up my kingdom. I'm fighting to focus on important matters, not on this all shit that tried to murder my world. I'm looking for myself. Again. Ehhh... What's the life unless searching and missing?

in the graveyard

somebody buried my heart. the problem is - I don't know in which grave exactly. Going here and there and asking: 'Excuse me, haven't you seen my heart? It's so icy now that I'm totally unable to describe it, it's changed for sure, since somebody took it away from me...' Nothing does answer me. Even silence has forgotten mercy.
Therefore I live without my heart, with a big hole inside my soul and I wonder how long death is going to make fun of me...

death around my soul

there is another year of another deaths with thousands of tears and sorrow in souls... R.I.P. would you say next to the grave of your love... without praying, just asking 'what for?'