But If We Dont Acknowledge Pain, How Can We Possibly, Truly Acknowledge Peace And Happiness?

But if we don’t acknowledge pain, how can we possibly, truly acknowledge peace and happiness?

Bruce Lee said, “Be like water. You pour water in a cup, it becomes the cup, you put water in a vessel it becomes the vessel...”

It’s a bit different for me, I’m the gardener and the water both. The gardener doesn’t know where he is watering and the water doesn’t know what it is becoming...

A : Why do people make so many jokes over chicken?

B : This better be a nice one.

A : It is. Just say, why?

B : Umm... I don’t know.

A : Because they like it better when it is roasted. Hahaha.

B : ...

(RIP in advance)

If the saying is true, that ‘We are what we eat.’ Then more than half the world is filled with cocks!! 

You gotta think about it...

What blows my mind is the fact that the air we are breathing could have been someone’s fart, cough, or burp and it really fucks me up!!!!!!!!!

I’m an old soul...

Oh, boy. I’m an old man stuck in a teenage child. I’d rather spend the evening lazily with a drink and an intoxicating sunset. I’d rather read the whole day on an armchair and rant about my back paining. I’d look forward to each day as though they’re precious moments of life with the wisdom amassed over the years. I want to rest and have a good sleep with no worries about what I have to accomplish tomorrow for I have had my share of life and am reaping its benefits. I want to play with my grandchildren and tell them stories that I made up while day-dreaming. I want to have a beautiful wife, who has an angel for a soul and a beauty I’d admire and express my gratitude to, forever. I would want to write her small cards and letters and leave them in places where she would find them, make her a lovely painting or two with unprofessional strokes here and there that simply add on to the beauty. Place a morning and a nights kiss on her lips everyday as a small gesture of the insurmountable, pure love I have.