Nothing changes in this world.
The sky is still blue, the sun is same yellow color with the same stripes and bright frame. The rain is same wet and same refreshing.
Nothing changes. And feelings?
Feelings also stay the same. All of us feel absolutely the same- same hunger, same envyness, same anger... We share same dreams- to become famous, to build a house, to grow children, to find YOUR person... But if everything is the same why do we say that all people are different and everyone has own path?Is it illusion? Is it something some makes us to believe for own reasons?
Deep inside your soul you are the same as others. You smile, you laugh, you feel pain, you cheat, you lie, sometimes you don't pay taxes, you steal toilet paper in restaurants and hearts in night clubs. You say you love to drag into bed some nice chic. You have 100 different smiles for different type of occasion. 1 for boss, one for mother, 1 for flirting with girls... 100 excuses, 1000 stories... You are trying to be brilliant, trying to show that you are different from others, but deep inside your soul... you are the same as more than 6000000 people living in the world. Just living in your own pathetic world- the world of illusions.
The sky is still blue, the sun is same yellow color with the same stripes and bright frame. The rain is same wet and same refreshing.
Nothing changes. And feelings?
Feelings also stay the same. All of us feel absolutely the same- same hunger, same envyness, same anger... We share same dreams- to become famous, to build a house, to grow children, to find YOUR person... But if everything is the same why do we say that all people are different and everyone has own path?Is it illusion? Is it something some makes us to believe for own reasons?
Deep inside your soul you are the same as others. You smile, you laugh, you feel pain, you cheat, you lie, sometimes you don't pay taxes, you steal toilet paper in restaurants and hearts in night clubs. You say you love to drag into bed some nice chic. You have 100 different smiles for different type of occasion. 1 for boss, one for mother, 1 for flirting with girls... 100 excuses, 1000 stories... You are trying to be brilliant, trying to show that you are different from others, but deep inside your soul... you are the same as more than 6000000 people living in the world. Just living in your own pathetic world- the world of illusions.

