| superstitions |
[Jan. 27th, 2011|01:35 am] |
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God is a child. And we are his toys. As long as we amuse him we are safe, but when he gets bored he plays by his own rules, throws in some action. And if he wants us dead for no reason we die. And as a child he might be pretty unreasonable.
Manas death related domas are back. Not the suicidal ones.. just death related. I recall all the dead people I know. I think about my parents losing their parents. And get that feeling of necessity to hear from closest friends every day. because I get scared if I don't.. I panic and imagine wild and callous scenarios.. |
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| BET KĀ? |
[Jan. 27th, 2011|03:33 pm] |
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visa diena kļuva melna - un no čaļu slidošanas nekāda prieka.
tu it kā apzinies, ka no gripas mirst. bet parasti iztēlojies, ka tie ir kādi vecāki cilvēki. [vismaz pāri 50]
un tie visi ir vārdos nenosaukti cilvēki.
a šis tomēr ir mārtiņš freimanis.
un viņam bija tik 33..
briesmīgi.
šoks. |
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