The new (&) with a little of Basquiat

Stuffs like that makes me wonder if i should step ahead or stay there and dwell on it.
I know very well that I am still thinking on it.Like fuck.

Although it's been "decades", it became an addiction to think of it.Yes for sure I have plenty of this inside the brain still.
(*pondering)
cheesedick,fuck.

Okay I shall go to sleep for a better mind tomorrow.
Goodnight.

..however I think I shall share this with you all darlings.

4 reasons why we don't have the courage to confront our own dream.

1)Since young we are told that everything that we want to do is impossible therefore we grow up with this idea. Sometimes there comes a time when our personal calling is so deeply buried in our soul as to be invisible. But it's still there.

2)love- we did not realise that "it" is just a further impetus not something that will prevent us from going forward. Being too afraid of hurting those around us by abandoning everything in order to pursue our dream, we did not realise that they genuinely wish us well because they want us to be happy and are prepared to accompany us for that journey.

3)Fear of defeats we will meet on the path- (exactly what i am.)

4)Fear of realising the dream for which we fought all our lives-this is the most dangerous obstacle because it has a kind of saintly aura about it renouncing joy and conquest. But if you believe yourself worthy of the thing you fought so hard to get then you would be able to understand why you are here.And what Oscar Wilde said is true : "each man kills the things he loves"

-the alchemist

I'm dying from ransom's work.
goodnight pumpkins.