inner peace [Theme] Page 26

He is my sleepy world, it can not be, because there must be a pattern if there is a sloppy copy.

Her world consists of fundamental particles, just United; the simplest recipe cookbook is harder, perhaps, of this world, which she, singing, baking, every day, for me, for everyone.

Remember: soap gray, right white washes. The main thing - inside. Art.

What is behind us and what lies ahead of us is so small compared to what's in us.

.... She liked to ignore reality and live in their own world, woven of rich colors of emotions and the delicate petals of a dream.

It is richly gifted nature, are able to feel. It has something poetic, some kind of emotional delicacy that is unavailable understand the crowd. He did not quite understand what it was, but guessed the girl rich inner world, and this would entice anyone in the place of Brander, although the mind Jenny was still undeveloped and lacked life experience. "Extraordinary girl" - he thought, once again seeing her in front of him.

Within each person there is a struggle with evil wolf kind. Always wins the wolf that you feed.

- Coming from the world on occasion, but inside you're empty, like one of those cans. See you later, superstar.

Be fluffy on the inside and outside armored.

Why would a man conquer what is around him, when he is unable to cope with their own inner world? Why move to a remote star, if you are not able to reach the stars burning in your own heart?

Might be a pain in the ass - this is my inner core?

- Everyone is trying to blame. Because I don't want to look inward.
- What do you see, looking up?
- Inside yourself? I see all of... Everything. I see the good, the bad, the evil. See the whole picture.
- And how much evil do you see?
- As much as you do.
- So what do you see?
- All of you. See the world that you did not win. The mind is endless. Throw me in the dead of the dungeon for you - it would be the end... but for me - this is just the beginning. There's a whole world where I am free. The world that you had won!

I have not measured the inches of the depth of his soul
Because there are many kilometers of emptiness
And every inch of her bleeding
And that was my laugh for the heart is silent
And it's your fault, you disgusting cruel
And it's your fault - you do nothing for me
You vyzhirayut my soul and it's your feast
I hate you, my world.