WRITING WITHOUT MEANING

Tonight I write without meaning. Only fun before both eyes closed. Whether to re-open tomorrow morning or not will matter is closed forever. God, He knows better than I do that consciously.

Tonight I write without meaning. Just to talk through the heart, the mirror itself. As what has been told by a philosopher, the name of Socrates. "Life is not checked do not deserve to live". But I do not like him that Socrates. My clothes are not worn, it is piling up in vain. Moreover, I she is not as strong physically. There are the same, I feel as a, dare to brave in war. I admit the last words so grand, but I call it ideal.

 A wise proper  realize the steps on the road. Again, Socrates saw as a handle. So now I declare myself as flight disruption. disruption flies fly without direction to harass. Need to far, that would bother me this time my own. Cute right? A thousand times to see thought would never even stinging sense of being alone. Eccentric, not what is important for proper living. If my lazy already piqued, I will always fly harass another. Just a whisper, "that makes human sin is due to a lack of knowledge." See it now: evil, savagery, decadence, the estuary it is due to ignorance why one,. Innocence can cause unnecessary ironic. So fly also will continue to fly wildly through a broken wing.

Flying around the people I come to invite discussion and ask questions about life. I'ma dumb ass would be a figure which is more stupid. Ask, ask and ask. I do not want to sin because of one problem that does not matter: The lack of knowledge. Still lives there, breathing still blowing, foot still able to walk. One second is not to be missed. Before I try again narrowly check; fortunately I still deserve to live.

Malang: February 13, 2010 at Kost