Fed up with all of what's been said about what's good, evil and all sorts of bollocks. Time yourself, put on a facade and smile for the sake of it. Do we lie to live or do we live to lie? Entirely - it's believed to be so, isn't it? - detached from the necessity of belonging to a group or faking any kind of state of mind, a disorder created by the complexity of the inner ''me'' - a word that's just created great confusion for those of you who recognise the stupidity of blowing your own trumpet as you are not Miles Davis. The bottom line is: for one to exist an irrational act is needed to be performed by a so called rational couple. How can one claim to be a normal rational individual if his crappy existence was generated by such an emotional exchange of experiences? 

Soul is...

You either sink or swim. Nonsensical words have been brought by the lovely smell of  Jasmine. I beg your pardon for having to stop for a bit so I could check how to pronounce the word and that could only be done in the garden of the phonemes. But if I only pay closer attention to the burdens of tomorrow, will I really understand the root of yesterday and having mixed feelings of happiness and sorrow? Fear not, my blindness doesn't allow me to see things through rose tinted glasses and what remains is an empty question: why? I am too human, that is, someone who doesn't believe in broken promises, even if that means to deny life and its adjectives.