With my inner eye ... right now i see a lake at night...leafless trees and fog...i only hear the crickets singing to the wind...and i can see the reflection of a clown in the water in front of me..he is smiling the smile of understanding...his eyes say i know what u have been through...soon enough u will dive but not yet...i wonder what he means..i notice the make up under his eye is weird...
weird
i wanna visit india i have a friend there...he told me if i washed his car he will take me in it to cruise around and visit all the interesting places in Delhi...ommo 2ar3a tab3an...he was kidding i know.. but i imagine this...what if i know i have a deadly disease and i only have 30 days to live...how different will i live them? cliche but bare with me.
do we really need to loose everything to win everything? do we need to stop being who we are to get to know who we really are?....ya know washing karan's car (my indian friend) doesnt sound so bad after all...and after im done washing i wont get in the car with him...ill run away...yes im running now....oh i wish u were there but u r not...u r not born yet...i smell spices....animal shit....my foot slips i was gonna fall but i didnt...i laugh so hard im crying...the sun is up so high...the colors are so bright people are looking and smiling and i dont care if i look weird cuz the singing from the indian carnival near by sounds even weirder...hey i slow down and listen closely to the indian song the villagers sing...i dont understand a word but i can swear i heard my name in the song...hehehe now thats wierd :)
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