Friday 17 May 2013

Not what is to be expected.

Life in here my dears, on this dreadful earth. With all its boring situations.
We are born. We learn. We work. We retire. We die.
Oh how how dull it is.

Then it gets exciting. With all the dangers in the world. How fine it does become. So this is not what is to be expected. The joys of the dangers. Time to give up fear and dance within the flames of hell, sing with hells' angels. Everything is not what it seams to be.