14 Σεπ 2006
When I try to express myself with words, thoughts or feelings, I am under the impression that it is my mind and intellect that generate my thinking.All of these are passing illusions and realities, projections of my ego desires and wishes.
Maybe not..Im afraid of my inner me..Changes all the time.I feel so creative but all I do is nothing.Nothing.Like right now.I want to write but I can't.
But I do know this.I want to go ,seat on a bench and stare at the sea .For hours...
To get lost in this blue beauty..