Sunday, October 24, 2010

If you cannot be a poet, be the poem

This picture touch me. As I like and this picture is more the way I am.  It is so cute, chubby, fat. In a deep down of bottom of it, he is thinking with a smile and tears, hoping for something unintended.

I am told to just be myself, but as much as I have practiced the impression, I am still no good at it. I quit being afraid when my first venture failed and the sky didn't fall down. If God had wanted me otherwise, He would have created me otherwise. Life is like a coin. You can spend it any way you wish, but you only spend it once. 

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