"After you have exhausted what there is in business, politics, conviviality, and so on – have found that none of these finally satisfy, or permanently wear – what remains?" [– Walt Whitman]
The dust raised by vanishing youth still tastes bitter in your dry mouth. The strong clutching hands of uncertainty still hold you back.
Every word turns you into a liar. Every path leads you into the mire. You ask me what to do in this cold heart life. Listen to the wind: everything you need is in yourself.
"Read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your Life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any Book" or song, Dismiss whatever insults your true self.
"To be nobody but yourself In a world which is doing its best day and night To make you like everybody else Means to fight the hardest battle Which any human being can fight And never stop fighting." [- E.E. Cummings]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
