The fear is the abyss between failure and success.
Endeavour to explore the surrounding world, try to do your best and jump over you head, only in that case you'll achieve a result.
If we estimate people's responsibility according to the time when they were left exceptionally on their own, then today's generation is a stubborn crowd of hopeless peers.
Look at the humanity - we're wild animals, even without basic template of consciousness. Shame on us..
Do I haste to live? Definitely, no. I endeavour to surpass tomorrow's me.
Occasionally, I don't invent something and I don't lie, sometimes there're moments when I just don't know the truth.
Provide me with an ink, paper, inspiration and place me on the high point on the edge with the sunset and sunrise, and I will make a masterpiece for you.
I'm enormously afraid of one inevitable and trivial thing - that one day I'll simply cease to exist.
I am such a person who rots without the mental activity.
I don't want to be memorized for everyone. I want to stay real,endless and inchangeable for my parents, kids and their descendants.
Nowadays it's more beneficial to act like a mutt, than understand reality.
Being unique - be yourself, only so you'll distinguish yourself out of the ''grey'' and motionless reality. Train positive perception of the surrounding things.
Personally I know only one person who wrote about utopia. Afterwards he was executed. I suppose it's not my genre.
I'll write while I'm breathing.
Constant love despite almost impossible anti-clamix towards this place of the rising sun...
In our century of progress and industrialization we still cannot avoid and prevent wars. I'd propose to have a separate planet where we'd insert fighting coutries to solve their business.
In our century of progress and industrialization we still cannot avoir and prevent wars. I'd propose to have a separate planet where we'd insert fighting coutries to solve their business.
Do you know what is truly magnificent? One tear, which is falling down from an authentic sensitive person's eye. Down the cheek and adorns the floor.
Whatever you are, do not even assume that you will be surrounded and gnawed by luxurious worms of an exquisite breed.
Perhaps somebody has alredy written it. But I want to write a story from the end till the very beginning.
