it's pathetic if one has to gain glück by satisfying one's material needs
i'm pathetic if i have to placate myself by einen Schaufensterbummel machen oder einfaufen.
ich kaufe nicht glück ein.
yupyupyup
it maybe right that brandname products have better quality
it maybe true that brandname products worth the money
but the pride itself of which the buyer gains is far too rotting that
it outweights the reasonable prices..
it's best, if it's not only my word but also my deeds, to spend to help
whoever in much greater need than we do.
it's best, the joy is magnified
the glück, is folds of that produced from fleshly or corporal appeasement.
this afternoon i walk by the metal wall of the construction site nearby shatin,
a worker was hammering something.
i imagined his hammering his own finger.
what if it was real
what if he bled
what if he got terribly hurt
what if i trippled over
what if i had a heart attack
what if i got skin cancer
unexpected accidents oder predestined misfortunes are anywhere and everywhere
we are flavescent daisies
brightly and beautifully bloomed may we have
be stepped on and
be schneiden-ed
we are thin trees
tall and reproducing may we can
be caressed by spring breeze and
bent and broke
no matter how physically fragile we are
we have the even worse mentality
the papers are suicidal
das fernsehen ist verzweifelt
coz we have Verzweifelt Hausfrauen
und ich bin gloomy heute
"i've been living shawdow overhead,
i've been sleeping cloud above my bed...
i've been setting aside time,
to clear little spaces and corners of my mind"
unreasonable grey and blue
yup
they visit me once in a while
occationally
with silly or no reason.
wt's the point of roaring when an image of my family flashes in my mind?
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