what does pigment have to do with love?
with the feeling of being alive? awareness and consciousness? we are all in this together.. and we gotta stop critisizing all the wrong things for all the wrong reasons, and start focusing on whats more real, whats more important... it seems people have been caught up on some minscule things for thousands of years now.. so many dumbass grudges.. and uhh.. i think its best if people let go and just stopped being... jerks? ive witnessed so many bothersome things.. felt so many insecure thoughts because of how people express themselves on a daily basis.. bad attitudes. and i know ive been one of those people to the fucking extreme, and it may seem like i am one now.. and if you believe so.. i wont argue otherwise.. all im saying is i want some peace of mind. no psychotic "paranoia" please... what dimension are you trying to manifest here, friend? the world really is cruel.. if you dont think so... it only proves my point further, atleast in my mind. its like feeling ill.. as your lungs collapse. each breath is drawn out, weak, unfulfilling... and your body is heavy. and at the same time flashes of voices of people ive enountered, memorys pop in the head.. the context changes.. the paranoia builds. the scenerios become more and more wicked and disturbing, and clever. suffocation with a little lonely paranoia.. the curse of a big imagination and karma.. what harm could that do? but hey life is what you make it right? its not like ive been influenced or effected by any you.