The Bridge

What is it that keeps you alive?
Have you ever had this question before?
Do you want to live for the next 150 years?
Is the life great? or is it great enough?

What keeps you calm in the storms of breathing?

Late

It's always gonna be late.Either I am so pessimistic or so realistic about the time.Ever tried to think about something or plan about it without being nervous about getting late or being late for your plans.Ofcourse I have never been that naive to be negative about the future.I always have thought that I am gonna be the biggest star in my own field but sometimes I really think isn't it late? then my next sentence would be "ofcourse not" but can you imagine how much stress this dialogue can put in your head.Believe me it's really gonna be hard to concentrate.In simple word many people say "you think about everthing so much!".It's true , it really is.But is it possible not to think about everything too much?
Everything around is so complicated.Aren't they? how can you guyz talk to someone in a store and only say"how much should I pay?".Isn't there a way to communicate? for me it take so many minutes about what I am going to say to be nice and tiny! although I admit that many people are very good at it and very quick. But is it worth a dime?
Maybe I put myself in chain too much but who cares they only say I'm like that , my character is like that and everybody 's unique.Everything should be so perfect that if for some reason one brick in the wall is not well-adjusted I am gonna demolish the whole wall.That's me!Don't bother I am harmless.
Anywayz if you got a word out of my bullshit drop me a comment and let me know about your experiences and let me know isn't it late to get to your future?

Ever?

This may look a little bit strange to you but just try to sympathize with me in this matter.I was just thinking that everything we do and everyone we wanna be is gonna end in one way in our mind : we just wanna be free both in body and mind. But believe me it's never gonna happen.You ask why? just let me give an example to you.If I want to drag this old laptop of mine all around the world with myself and also need an internet connection in every corner I go , so I'm kinda addicted to this world and in the result I'm kind of slave to this world.This is how our world works.Believe me there should be the rich , the poor , the killers and the victims to make this world go on. It's a wrong idea to fight for someone else on another face of the earth.Cuz if there is no one on the other side getting killed you will never be able to lay in your sofa and put your laptop on your feet and search the news.This is the order that our world has been built on; the order that history has taught us that human-being is never gonna walk toward it unless some bigger system pushes it .That's the logic and trust me no one can ever change it because it's not a plan made by a guy somewhere in the history.The hands of million of people has made only one brick of this wall.That's why I keep telling you this planet is at putesco.Cuz it is.We will never be able to change anything in our enviroment and don't forget this is only a show that we watch many many times but we will never understand why we have failed planning for our world.we just failed and failed and failed...

Just a Phase

The world is such a dangerous place to live and in my case it's better because I am running away from a place which no longer was not my ideal of history or culture.I don't know what's gonna happen but I realy feel that the whole life is between some unsure hands abstractly. The politics was not supposed to be such complicated as it seems now. But when you are a politician and you want to seem fine and at the same time empower yourself more and more and in this way nothing would be important for you so that's gonna be the hard life. But how much do you think this "me" matters? the answer is "so much".I think everybody who is in the search of a better "me" is really an artist. don't u think? many of characters around us which we hate more and more day by day are just actors.They have another life.Another home with wives and kids and trees around them!

This nonsense is gonna go nowhere but I think I only should have recorded it here in this page. Anyways only art is alive and only art is sacred and nothing more.
The pain of friends has been always hard for me so I dedicate this flash of mine to my friend and any daydreamer willing to be somewhere else.

Mr. Bad Guy

Oh yes I'm the great pretender

Pretending I'm doing well
My need is such, I pretend too much
I'm lonely but no-one can tell

Oh yes I'm the great pretender
Adrift in a world of my own I play the game, but to my real
shame
You've left me to dream all alone

Too real is this feeling of make believe (make believe)
Too real when I feel what my heart can't conceal
Ooh oh yes I'm the great pretender
Just laughing and gay like a clown
I seem to be what I'm not (you see)
I'm wearing my heart like a crown
Pretending that you're still around, yeah

Too real (real) when I feel (feel) what my heart can't conceal
Oh yes I'm the great pretender
Just laughing and gay like a clown
I seem to be what I'm not you see
I'm wearing my heart like a crown
Pretending that you're, pretending that you're still around

Those who haven't missed you at your 60's birthday will never understand the depth
of this quote that : "No one like you ever rises again!"