Thoughts.

This is all I thought when I spent my whole day today analyzing myself.

This article is about spirit of life.

There are people who like to sit around the table smoking a cigarette (by the way, smoking harms) and reading the future in cards or staring at the strange figures on the bottom of the coffee cup when it is empty. There are people who like thrillers. They like scrying, which is focusing on a crystal ball or a mirror “reading” the images you see. Most people do it during a night time. They put some burning candles around the mirror, and peer into the glass all night long. And there should not be a living creature in the room. That is scary! Especially, if you do it wrong. If you are not prepared and just stare into a ball or a mirror I doubt that you will ever see anything there, apart from your own scared eyes or smoke of the burning candle.

Two Kinds Essay.

I wont fall out of love with you.

The poem is of a person in search of who they are.

Poem written by me. I have also posted this poem on my personal web-blog.

Love exists in togetherness…

Even a fool can be wise after an event.