The scattered lines ...
"Loneliness" This phrase does it scary. Space today really quiet and silent too. Back mood engulfed in sorrow can not escape. I think about dreams. There are people dream realizable, have dreams almost self freeze it in his soul. Sometimes I want to rebel, hey want to toss and what all to also let it ...
The virtual world .... !!!
Computers, the internet, you focus, forums poetry, literature, theater and concerts friends were almost there when it saved his life .. .vay soul then there are times when everything becomes meaningless.
heart delivered it? Tri engineering it?
Knowing each other for over 30 years, how many times the sun rain, thunderstorms, cold night was their Just they need to work. How many times I did stupid things, foolish just can not leave them to the same time they need. Then came a day when drowning her in a fit, you need a very dry branches to seize from sinking, they were turned away when he can throw their branches. I was distressed because of shortfalls .... Lots of tears were flowing down. But I also do not hate people just incredibly poignant was the question of Wildlife "Sunny 3 years you do not give up, one day you leave your rain I"
Thank God! Instinct again saved my life.
I'm always looking for something ???? miết
In a mind wandering aimlessly, he had run his car into 4th nui.Hom festival. Home home peaceful and happy reunion, I drove dozens of kilometers into the mountain area aimlessly Palace with a .Noi mind this can be a halo around forever .Chay temple chiang then turn into a lane leading to the temple's hidden behind the trees. Run your car into the yard. Real temple vast, cool and quiet. Only 3 nuns in.
After the incense, Buddhist ceremony nuns themselves drinking ginseng tea and asked what that sad day festival alone went to the mountains? I just laugh, do not know how to understand the sadness nun in her heart.
Sister getting yourself to your hammock is thought, like tiredness thousand five hours with the place down the back. Then I slept intoxicated, dreamless soundly until her sisters to wake up to eat.
Man! There are more than 20 years and have never been slept proving a peaceful sleep and a carefree way.
That day alone on staying one night because the temple that quiet province. But thinking about it funny. If that is how quiet the house and stilling her too. What you need is to change the environment, the living space is changing though he did not know better later.
His soul like wild horses, like sailing on board places along the river, take the mountain, friend of his plants, the wildlife ... Where the vast steppe horse that he will head up the blue sky, white clouds and sing their own freedom, sonorous voice to the heavens high, singing erase the deep imprint on her back ... some graffiti over the years by prison confinement.
HN.
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