no one understand I am in problem and cant cope out
Life contains the happening of death..death doesnt contain life
Life is a set includes what death, death is exclusion of life
life is the infinite scape, death is what is seen as the global hole
its a white scape with a hole.
Life includes death..death excludes life..
Chapter 1.5everyone in this world is on a flight of his perspective..each madness, a persuit..
this is so is human life, we live present, take reference from past, plan for future..everyone does so, so why you hate everyone? why who doe it the best are persecuted? You are one kind of planning animla..it makes you human..not for dead me..
Suicide Revoltmy parents, sister are discriminators on the base of skin colour..they are hypocritic
they dont love africans, they keep their own hypocrisy intact..just market deal anything
they discriminate whites because they are white, they discriminate blacks because they are black..they cape into both..
race is not colour but origins..there IS a PAN European caucasian presence, whites invented white nationalism, its being dealt to them..race, or culture..we are also the related to whites.."whites and christianity for the world order"..who knows..as do whites matter, so do we in India..the world is dealing us square..my family is hampering my life on this notion..they are not going to keep africans in indian order..they know, even the darkest Indian that africans are territorially aggressive in a free state..that they are physically more powerfull..its only a jaggery tale of anti white revolt..the world needs whites..so does it need all races..I am not subjugated to anyone personally, doesnt make
Text resourceIts understandable that they feel bad, colonial whites got very rich
being white for someone else in colonial days was impossible, they were invincible lords..not forgetting their advanced progress in pre colonial days..they were strugglers, Indo Europe knows this..Any era or century it was possible for mutual respect between Indians and Whites..they were and are mutual cultures, our langauges are the same kin..no matter the penotypal variety, but even colonial whites respected India, so did Indians aspired white qualities or some concepts.
Post colonial days some whites themselves joined or invoked people's confidence and revolutions amongst nonwhites. India like always was perceptible to the revolutions against feudalism in Europe..similar and more so revolt against colonial feudalism spread from Indian darker skinned people to all darker skinned people..back then like today's concepts no one could balance the racial or ancient historical bonds between the geographically connected In
I cantI cant justify all what this appears in the variety and complexity
Its none of my ability to decipher it, thing is it hurts in some or another ways.
Many kindsThe can be many kinds of people
out of all the worst is to be weak..no one knows what is exactly weak..others doing, your fate..if you are weak means you have no chance..my case No matter how good and right you are, you are not able to get your freedom or same pleasure as them.
Rut LessIt might be my only mode of passtime..a mental or emotional discourse, to write my misery or thought constipation or confusion here in deviations..
sue me, jail me, do whatever for shitting my thoughts on deviant art or making a hoax of petra's name..I have wanted to cease the world painlessly long ago..my life means nothing, I am a demented guy that can give nothing to people..
I am Aryan, European, white, aboriginal, african, Russian, Black Russian, Mongol mix, Human, God, devil..what does it matter to me individually? Every inddividual lives his own..Obama visits India today..a happening worth noting..
One cant even be helped for a panless death..hm..world is a mess of humanity..I never became a human, so let me cease to exist, I am an alien to all humanity..These all are just my expressions, I am caught in a rut..
In Peacei dont know how world functions
my life is in pieces of old memories and non exciting muses
who ever wanted to live this confusion called life
nothing matters for me, but when you breath, you have to drink, so you have to eat, so you have to work, so you have to love..and so on..who ever wanted to dance here where I do not understand anything?
open letter to MarrakechMarrakech, I just wrote a poem about intimately belonging to you. It fell flat. My heart wasn't in it, and you could tell.
The truth is that I feel ugly and dull. I feel disconnected in this city of strangers whose language I do not speak, whose homeland I am perhaps encroaching on. I get mistaken for a tourist. Maybe I am one.
The truth is that I bristle every time someone looks at me. I feel venomous, like something frightful but amusing, something hawked out for a thrill like the snakes a street performer wrapped around my neck earlier today. I feel like spines are straining to burst up through my skin.
It's New Years Eve and we're on our way to a party. My step-mother suggested I put on some makeup and so I almost cried. We're in the car, driving past lights and palm trees and motorcycles. I'm wearing foundation and blush and eyeshadow, black kohl all around my eyes drawn into points at both corners. An intricate silver necklace purchased from a souk this afternoon weighs heavily o
Thoughtless YesterdaysTo my Seventeen-year-old self,
Many years have passed now since I was you. At times, now that I have reached middle age, I think about all the events in my life and ask "what if?" What if my grades were better? What if I didn't say I love you? What if I did? Would things be different? There are so many choices to be made every day. Any one will lead you down a different path. Only one will lead to me.
Each decision, you make, could vary anywhere between misery and bliss. Most of them lie somewhere in between.
However, few are made, or not made, at your age that will change your life forever. That is why I am writing to you... since your life will begin to change rapidly over the next few years.
At this time, you have been shaving your legs and body and dressing in women's clothes. You hide this behind closed doors, but the happiness it brings you is undeniable.
Although most if not all of your friends would never understand, this is part of the real you. Explore it.
Explore every part
AusstellungseinladungLiebe Mitwohnis, Liebe Freunde, Sehr geehrte Koexistenzen!
Ich lade Sie hiermit herzlich zur Eröffnung der Objektkunst-Ausstellung „Saubere Küche“ ein.
Gezeigt wird das Kunstwerk „Wie die Küche aussehen sollte nachdem du deinen Putzdienst erledigt hast – Versuch II“.
Das Werk stellt zugleich direkte Fortsetzung als auch Kontrastpunkt zum zuvor an gleicher Stelle ausgestellten Gemeinschaftsprojekt „Küche im Dreck“ dar.
Das Besondere daran: Der Besucher kann mitwirken!
Hierzu die Künstlerin: >>Das Werk ist unvollendet. Beispielsweise mit der Untergrundgestaltung des Ausstellungsortes bin ich noch nicht zufrieden.
Ich würde mich freuen wenn sich dort jemand von meiner Arbeit inspirieren lassen würde.<<
Sogar die Chance einen Teil des Kunstwerkes zuhause genießen zu können besteht.
Wenn es mit Versuch II ähnlich laufe wie mit Versuch I, dann wäre die Künstlerin nach eigen
Why are moms so very special?A mother is like a very important person we have in life and in our family who we should watch over,take care, and love them with all our hearts of loves forever. They are a person who really cares about and takes care of you and teach you what is right or what is wrong. A mom is a person who really loves and cares about, but to all those people who have a mother in your life who watches over you, they will always love you now and forever in your heart, mind, and life.
Council of the StatesU.S. States Council
I'm looking for two representatives from each U.S. State and territory. It will focus on the United States and it's government and citizens. What should change and should be done to make America a better place.
If you're willing to do it leave a comment. But you need to live in the state you are trying to represent. You must have a mature attitude and must know a little about Politics.