I wonder why is this world consumed by corporeally. For a person to be happy is to do what it's soul wants to do. How many persons can do that? Can live like that? The rich I suppose..they have the time, the money to do what they want. But that's not what I want to talk about. I'm talking about persons like me who just want to live free and for an example in my case do art, write music, poetry, novels. Why people like this often can't do it freely how long and much as they want to do? Why are we living in a world where you have to do things you hate and despise just to live "a good life"? Why are lives overrun by sadness, depression, hate, death, madness and solitude? Because they can't do what they want to. Every one of those people ask this from themselves every single day: "Why can't I do what my heart is dying to do?". They aren't happy because their dreams are shut down by the fact that it has become normal that you work hard to get money and if you got to payday, then you'll be happy - money isn't happiness. They've told me my whole life that money is everything: friends, company of women, happiness...everything. Money didn't bring me real friends, love, happiness, the only thing it did bring me was sadness, misery and left me alone to rot. And now, it's still the same..friends who forget you when you never forget them, who never care for you. Why the fuck do I still call them friends? To those people: lets play a game of hide and go fuck yourself!When will I be free and do what my soul lingers to?
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