This is wise...
I had it always the wrong way. Watching the moon blow the sun away and waiting for someone to do something about it. The desire to live in a sunny, day-driven modus twisted my perception of the world. From experiencing the extremes of hyper pissed-off-ness to the malevolent (at times) enjoyment, I got to the point reffered to by some (don't really know by whom) as fate-dependent. Of course it is impossible to extract all the feelings of anger, hatred, or despise, but right now I can feel that there should be nothing endangering my peace of mind... Heh...what babble! No way, that I made up all this BC! I mean come on, I'm not a hippie! And I definitely don't have a twisted world perspective... (well maybe I should skip the 'definitely') ;)
