What I feel

I first have to appologize for not allowing the comments to be publicly displayed , indeed I read them all . However, I prefer to see them myself and not share them on the web.


Tonight a deafening silence prevails over my uncannily calm surroundings , it's me and me myself ready for another honest heart to heart . It's one of those days I feel real good about myself , browsing through the book of my dones and undones over the last week I give my self the permission to smile , It's been a good week .
I feel the weight of all I need to do on my back as I walk toward the gloomy thick fog of tommorow , I sometimes need to close my eye , I seem to have to pinch myself , a distracting pinch, while I wave my hands in the air to get rid of the thick density of vapor so that I can make out what goes on infront of me.
Shall I continue to see ? I feel very bad being surrounded by a huge load of ignorance , meaningless prejudice and a disgustingly stinking God who smells like stupid people's premature imaginations. I am sorry to be outnumbered by disillussioned people who can't talk about themselves any more than some sentences and still they are not what they say. I wish people could wake up and give this nightmare a good bye kiss.


At the same time it's unfair to take angels for granted.