Thursday, November 5, 2009

grave of the dragonflies

I was walking down the street,
When out the corner of my eye
I saw a pretty little thing approaching me.
She said “I’ve never seen a man
Who looks so all alone,
Could you use a little company?
If you pay the right price
Your evening will be nice,
And you can go and send me on my way.”
I said “You’re such a sweet young thing
Why you do this to yourself?”
She looked at me and this is what she said...

1 comment:

L-//pSy'Deffect-25 said...

Money may not grow on trees but ways to make money is, everybody is a slave to money without it, without out it we cannot feed, cloth or shelter ourself, something witch not to long ago would have been free with a bit of effort and team work.

i see people in time of dire needs bend down and pray to god's help, firstly god doesnt exsist he isnt going to help and secondly if he did exsist he can't help you he can only present the opportunity for you to help yourself.

when others offer help it can only take you so far because at the end of the day the only person who has enough power it change your own life is yourself, we are our best friends but also our worst enemies.

life is made up of choices, right and wrong, good and bad, its the good choices that take us down our own pathways and the bad choices define us as a person.

The way to happiness is; keep your heart free from hate, your mind free from worry. Live simply, give much. Fill your life with love and do as you would be done by.