Tuesday, August 25, 2009


Life has a way of coming around and lifting you up imaginary wings. How can you ask for more? It has a way of finding you the one place, that one place that makes you so happy.

It is beautiful, to have your dreams, to live your dreams, to know you are going to live it to your fullest and more. More than you ever dreamt or dreamed.

Everything has a reason, to be, to play out.

Sorry Hamlet, maybe you got it wrong. Yorick was the one.

He laughed, he made you laugh, you knew him, more like you had the privilege to know him. He told you how it was to live, but you got it all wrong.

Stick to your ideals, your ideals, your heart knows it all. It knows it right. No matter how wrong it seems.

There will be you, changing the world, smiling in your grave.

Remember what your heart knew, what it felt.


Just live.

For we are the few people who know how to. Your life is not measured in coffee spoons.

You know how to live
You know how to write your destiny
You know how to love
So how can it be that you don't smile
It's you
Only you
Not your words
Only you
Only I