Here’s to the crazy ones.
The rebels.
The troublemakers.
The ones who see things differently.
While some may see them as the crazy ones, I see genius.
Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world,
are the ones who do.

"Today, nothing it's gonna take my smile out of my face" was what I thought when I woke up.

10 minutes after that, the smile was gone.

Fuck the luck

Fuck the possibility

Fuck the stomach ache

Fuck the crumbled plan

Fuck the broken emotions

Fuck the contained anxiety

Fuck the "It will be better next time"



Fuck

I tried to buy something at zazzle.com the other day and realized that you can add things and sell them
So I did it

[link]

I'm not doing this to actually get some money out of it
but of being able to let you get the designs you like on a tshirt or keychain
which are the cheapest in the site
I know it's easier for someone to download the design from here and do it right there
but I uploaded better resolutions than from here especially for the t-shirts
If you want me to add more things from here or if you want something else than a t-shirt or keychains
I'd love to know
Thanks,

Calling culture
to organized sadism
or to violence, death and pain
is an insult to our own intelligence
to the development of our evolution

A guy dressed as a clown
torture until death a poor animal

A murderer by profession
Violence on television
the shame of Mankind.

Here we stand arm in arm

at the corridors of time and reason

with jaws set

Our collective gaze unflinching

Under the eyes of gods, men, martyrs and saints

And what if all your hopes and dreams came true tomorrow

would you lie ?

Basking in the dubious glow of excess

Forsaking all others
How many restless days and nights will pass

As the salience of all my broken reveries

Hammers upon your consciousness

and will tomorrow bring anything

save the vacant reproach

of my pensive ministrations

Run out the pain of indifference and avarice

All the small towns and bottles of beer

I have seen much more than I wished for

Watched our surface calling in all his debts

These thoughts wont pray away

Stand still stone cold and empty

Begging grace to favor this soul

One more day
Under the eyes of gods, men, martyrs and saints...