15. August 2018

The me that reflects On that other side lies me : Full of passion and strength The inner us has length yet we are measured up by limited units. To some, a hope but to others, a shame. Whatever we bring out on words or acts, are fruits of our soul expressions. Yesterday afternoon, call it narcissistic but I say It's capital to look at oneself and ask : What do men see in me? What is the trigger for acceptance? I saw a man by the lake and a sudden breeze came along chilling his spine way up by...