Real Riches

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“Real riches are the riches possessed inside.”

– BC Forbes

Dreams

Everything you deeply believe in will come true one day, just have patience.

If you can see it, you can hold it.

Biggest Fear

What’s your biggest fear?

“Catching someone else’s dream, instead of mine.”

Human vs Animal

*Game of basketball*

As a Dog – Bunch of 2 legs animals fighting for one ball, running insanely up’n’down while trying to make some. What is this?

As a Spectator – Stupid men playing some sport as their life depends on it, going against each other while swetting heavily. Win or lose, too many emotions. It’s just a game.

As a performer – Bad ass homies who think their world’s best athletes trying to prove each other who is better by scoring and defending according to system their put in. It’s more than just a game.

Where is the truth? Are we animals or humans? Where’s the difference?

Love

Why didn’t you give up sooner?

“Well, he treated me like shit but I still called it love.”

Loose

you always leave me 

the saddest human being there is to compare with me

and it seems like you feel nothing

I envy being you

walking away for better future

like tomorrow is guaranteed

I dont know if it stupid or admirable

but I know for me it’s not acceptable

Michael

I’m tabloid

made up stories

just to characterize me

institutionalized by words

sentenced by sentences

faced forced allegations

for someone to get paid

laid back and easy-going

insecure inside, humble outside

fighting against ignorance

not realizing what I’m facing

looking my mirror reflection

I stopped fighting

and started being happy

Simulation

I’m struggling

living in this simulation

closed imagination

having potential

but unable to reach most of

only 10% available

although I choose to use

only percent or two

I’m struggling

living in this population

I’m deviating from this course

while having zero acceptence

it’s time to trust instincts

without fearing resistance

I could open my soul

to search for new options

which might not be well-liked

until years from now

when reality is catching up

Grief

“I stopped listening music.”

Why?

“One day, all songs were about you.”

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