Today, I vomited your noise. Today, I vomited your clamoure I regurgitated thump you've tried to intoxicate me. Please, do stop. I cannot manage.
things we take for granted, but the core of your faith.
am nobody if i refuse to try.
i have failed every now and then.
i keep trying, no matter what – too stubborn to stop.
13 “You are the salt of the earth. But if the salt loses its saltiness, how can it be made salty again? It is no longer good for anything, except to be thrown out and trampled underfoot.
14 “You are the light of the world. A town built on a hill cannot be hidden. 15 Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house. 16 In the same way, let your light shine before others.
There are similarities between women’s orgasm, constipation and publishing an article in an international journal.
There are – first, they need concentration, not to give up. Women need to concentration and focus to get orgasm. Human needs for concentration to get ‘that moment, so the poo will successfully get out. Academics need concentration in working on their articles.
Second, if you are tired of trying to concentration in such a long wait, then you tend to give up. Thus, you end with no result. No orgasm. No poo. No publication.
Only if you disable your ignorance,
then you will see my disability.
Only if you disable your idiocy,
then you will understand disability is not always visible.
Please be patient with me.
Slow your speed down when you speak.
I am a novice.
I want to taste your world, without haste.
I don’t want to fill to full, chocked up.
People are multi sided. Never too kind and never too evil.
They are just people, whatever experiences they have encountered. They can be sweet in one context and be generously salty in another context.
So do not decide whether you like or dislike them, at your most extreme judgement – before you see all their faces.
Wait patiently before you come to the final decision as you have to waive it for a very long, long, long time.
Not I, nor anyone else can travel that road for you.
You must travel it by yourself.
It is not far. It is within reach.
Perhaps you have been on it since you were born, and did not know.
Perhaps it is everywhere – on water and land.”
I cannot let people speak for me, lead me to decide realities. Realities are mine, whether they are wrong or right.
You do not tell me which people are good, which people are bad, which people are saints, which people are assholes. And wish I would believe you. Well, at least we’ll see. I’ll see.
I want to decide it myself and fully responsible for what I believe – when they are right decision, also when they are wrong ones.