We are all slaves! Even you, you brave! We are all slaves! All but with degrees. You want to measure, Your degree of slavery, I have a self test, It works for any race. Life is too short. So the extend, You are free of slavery Is that, the ratio You have control on Your … Continue reading Freedom Self Test
You lie in peace , fast asleepDrowned in dream, so deep As if you don't have any newsThe troubles you always refuse World and so many men you setOn fire, you might not know yet Love you sell around the worldStill you don't buy, a single word What use of love when inaccessibleI asked in flash, … Continue reading You know nothing of love, you said
Some call it loveSome call it lust...I want no judgesIt's full of joys
Hesitation is not an excuse To let her go into a grey way You should've been honest With the love or the other way Painting:acrylic on stretched canvas
The world as you see Might be different in reality The sight as you see Might be distorted dramatically Never trust your own judgment Until no prejudice in your mentality
I was following Britain's general election for last few days, and I really enjoyed the subjects under debate. At the heart of the discussion I found a fight between Socialism and Capitalism. Free market and privatization or government backed public services. The message I learned: free market and privatization is better for almost anything, except … Continue reading Socialism or Capitalism? Is there a borderline?
The boat is ready The route is known Toward the destination Toward the final goal This is the excuse Most of us make To kill the time Avoiding the first step. Painting: acrylic on stretched canvas
When you fail It doesn't matter It's the last stepsYou can see the destination But you can't go on. Painting: acrylic on stretched canvas
An alone tree in the middle of a vast desert, appears to be the last symptom of life that remained in the terrible conditions. Hot days when sun shines brutally and fires everything without anything can scape from its light. Cold freezing nights that kill every new leaf. The sky is only kind once a … Continue reading The last tree in a vast desert
I dreamt that you only Sit next to me on the bench On that far corner in park But look what I have now You are lying in my arms.