the life we live is a different world to each of us. we take this life through our own eyes and begin to interpret... What and how we interpret characteristics of reality depends on the width and lenght space and patience of our open eyes, where are eyes...like flowers open to the truth as true as a flower opens to the sun which never truly leaves for long.
Friday, June 11, 2010
You think its lame, but history is beautiful if you let it be. Probably walked into this essay bummed out to write to begin with...come prepared come strong laugh and smile at your paper and enjoy your play on words, let your sentences swing and form patterns then mess up again....give yourself a chance to enjoy the parts of your life you are not otherwise now.
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