O.O.O

Is it selling arms or selling your body, either one, i can't believe you can still breath just fine. Cigarettes tend to burn one's head. Government just stares and waits. The sky turns blue as the sea turns red. Does it ever end? Does it ever end? You just grab my hand and look into my eyes. And you push away all that's mine. You cleanse me from myself and my mind. You megadose me into space and time. You catapult me into cocaine lines. And then you push me back to earth where i shall divine. Fight the good fight with the heroes. No one tends to think of them killers. You just wait and see just like the government is. We shall devour each other at the World's end. It's coming so prepare, i hear the roars from the dead looming the plains. When we all go to sleep the all turn to rest. One phone call, One stop. One kiss. Good bye.

No hero in our sky

I can't believe how an idea can change the world. How four letters together are worth dying for. How everything in life can go in the blink of an eye. And how one day could pass as a lifetime. We all meet people during our time here on earth. Some good some bad, but in the end they influence you and who we become. Days are nothing compared to nights and still here we are. Searching for something. Searching for something nobody really knows what it looks like. Many people search without even knowing what they're searching for.

The meaning of life, of happiness, of everything we are supposed to accomplish. I'll tell you something though, i'd trade all the money in the world to catch a glimpse of what happiness looks like and how it feels. At the end of the rainbow lies no gold, only snowflakes. So what's really our purpose here if not to do what we were born to do. If not to be happy. I'll say repel everything bad from your life. Everything that's slowing you down of being who you were meant to be. It doesn't matter your age, your color, how much money you have in the bank, but how much love you have in your heart. And trust me on this, it's not hard but it's not easy. So, if an idea can change the world, when will the World change the idea. The idea that money is what it matters. Your name, your family. What's the price of our values? Where does our education sleep? When will the criticism die? Cause i wont backdown, until the hypocrisy ends. Even when my hands bleed from all the repressing words i'll write. I write because i think. And if i think therefore I am. And if I am then I can. There's no limitation binding our mental form. Our imagination is timeless, and infinite. Necessity creates opportunity.

So what will happen to the generation bound for money, cloth and fame. I guess those heroes we see on t.v. only exist in our minds. Because I don't see no one strong enough to live by their words. They just die. I guess our generation is the one to bring all down. Starting with the presidents. Leaders that don't know how to lead their own homes. So i start to think, what will be of the world tomorrow, where people are more drawn of acting to be a hero than actually being one. Everyone has a power hidden, but no less true. That's the power of change. The power of thinking. A couple of decades ago you couldn't speak your mind. People died so that we all could have the freedom of speech we have now a days. But that's just not enough this days. Most people write words that have no true meaning, words that might be printed but they fade away fast. What happened to the words that were stuck in our hearts and that never faded away? Our heroes left the Earth and never came back.

Valhala

Everybody goes
Where they are feared the most
And i can't help but to think
Where have you gone

Cause i've been standing still
Waiting for your decision
There's no more time to kill
So tell me where is my prison

You can lie to the sky
That you can see the sun at night
But i see the truth in your eyes
You are never coming back

The ghost of you shall stay
And make me company
No longer I have to say
We will be together until the end

Faith

Today was very tiring for me. I didn't have time to breath nor did i have time to see the sky. I woke up very early in the morning and went back home very late at night. It's hard when you have so many responsibilities. Needless to say I'm just a kid. If this is me without any sons or daughters. Without any houses or debts. I wouldn't want to imagine the stress of the millions of people that have a million more things to do on their day. God knows everything. He knows what you want, when you want it and how you want it. You just don't know it yet. And I'm not the most devoted christian, but I believe God works in mysterious ways. I was a witness of that today. Sometimes he knows what you need even before you ask him.

I'm not the type of person that believes in coincidences. Everything happens for a reason. Everything that goes up, has to come down eventually. The harm you do to others we'll return to you, maybe not in the same form, but it will. The forces of nature all work accordingly. The whole universe bends on the same side.

My life has always been held on in cycles. Love cycles, death cycles, depression cycles. And I'm sensing that one is going to go down soon. My money's on the depression cycle. But who knows.