Thursday, 10 July 2014

Im Sleeping on a Leaf

   Especially Nowadays there is something which I consider more. Its freedom. Freedom matter has been landed Ofcourse over centuries between people in disscusion or fighting. But what I want to say in fact is like to flow, to drop like a clean water around and to meet again somewhere on the earth.

  People which I see around are working. Running and speaking. On the top of it they are sure about life. The life has to be so for them. no doubt no question no action towards the real life which we come from. Faces are without identity and far from pureness. smelling disgustingly. Identities have become such a soulless only constantrating focusing on materails, jobs, cold dead irons, plastics. Plastic life.

   We are expecting hopes from cold dead plactics and things and try to happy through them try to smile and imagine through them with them. We are getting cold and getting dark. Our ways are becoming dust, mud coming from the under the ground. The earth is vomiting, are you aware?!

  Im seeing eyes. Glittering. Lots of starts are calling as if. to be one. in the dark and endless peaceful universe. smelling admirably. we are becoming one. forever.

  You people! go on. I will cut off all links between us. you never capture my heart. because Im sleeping on a Leaf.


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