This is the last day of onlife

Onlife, nolife, my life.

W sumie to nie wiem, co tu napisać. Dużo się dzieje, acz nie mam większej ochoty robić ani za narratora ani za sprawozdawcę. O wielu rzeczach mówić nie trzeba, o wielu rzeczach mówić mi nie wolno, o wielu rzeczach mówić mi się nie chce.
Parę niezaistniałych wpisów wciąż w głowie siedzi, lecz - po co?
Don't talk trash.
Don't talk for talking.

Ciśnie mnie ze wszech stron, tyle mogę powiedzieć. Niech każdy rozumie podług siebie, wyjaśniać nie będę.

Liquid Mind,

Liquid Mind  IV: Spirit

My Silent Knowing, Part 2

Przyjemnie w głowie.

Pożegluję więc jeszcze trochę. Może tu zajrzę, może nie.

Still I Rise

 Maya Angelou

 Still I Rise

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.

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jezu, jak ja za Nią tęsknię

an ulterior Light padawan - (the Path of Right Hand Follower)

Idąc wczoraj przez miasto mijałem kobietę z malutkim chłopczykiem, na oko 3.5 letnim.

'A która to jest prawa rączka? <:' - asked the woman.

'Ta u góry!' - replied the young one, pointing his right hand's index finger toward the sky.

Tell them that they'll get what they wanted.

TH3 M3ss-ag3 - edit, poprawna wersja utworu.

Go ahead,

you know you want it
you'll have no other way
you just want to take us down
 

go ahead,
i'll be the one hit
If I can take you, boy, it just might throw this town
 

Oh, you want to get it
You make u5 bleed, it'll prove there's life somewhere
and oh, NO, I want to yell it
but do we speak or are we just nodding our heads
 

no way, NOT m3, what you got

it's not for me,

but you'll find a way

no way not me, what you got,

it's not for me

Don't reach too far
You will fall over
Don't be surprised what you discover
Don't fear your call
Can't pull us under
You better watch out, run for cover

we see right through it 

you get what you give, you get what you give

Go ahead
I'll be your junkie
I'll be deplete you can heap all rubbish here
Go ahead, now dump it on me
if I go quiet will the itch go down with me
 

Oh, you got to get it
nevermind that it was never there nowhere
but oh, no, not for a minute
for now you'll make your bed
and it will wait, I SWEAR

we see right through it
you get what you give, you get what you give

Tell them that they'll get what they wanted, tell them

Tell them that they'll get what they wanted, tell them

Tell them that they'll get what they wanted, tell them 

Tell them that they'll get what they wanted

'Til then...

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HUT

once again (: