The Earth is large.
Large enough that you think you can hide from anything.
From Fate.
From God.
If only you found a place far enough away.
So you run.
To the edge of the Earth.
Where all is safe again.
Quiet, and warm.
The solace of salt air.
The peace of danger left behind.
The luxury of grief.
And maybe, for a moment, you believe you have escaped.

I love the flowers

trees, animals, sea,

sky, earth, clouds,

But only humans..... only humans are the only species that crave the flesh of others to fufill their desires... they did it not for hunger nor for survival... they are the most complicated species.... they kill not to gather food... they cut down trees and print it on paper saying "save the trees"... There is one more organism that is similar to that trait.... a virus...

I detest human... and in their capacity for evil.... they are like the parasites of the our planet...

2011.2011

In my body,

where the shame gland should be,

there is a second awesome gland.

Where has my heart gone?

An uneven trade for the real world.

1.11.11