For new one

Perfectionist is probably what which comes by, if everything is made within a plan. If it goes away, its just like that.

Back to the axis

Falling in love with the things and not the person, falling in love with the peripherals and not the axis. Sometimes one can be lost in the truth. So what is the person; anyway, if it is the things which define the person? Get one's ideas right. 

The enclosure of ears

There is a greater and greater incidence of one not getting in contact with sound. The "wall", virtual social networks, the binary way of communication. There is still the flooding of multistimuli images and text, but sound has lost the embarkation in this bandwagon. One seems to have shed the cognitive ability of processing sound. How to hear again? Maybe we can listen, but are afraid of hearing.

I do

Because of who You are, one does not have to depend on how one feels.

In times of sickness, in times of health,
In times of work, in times of flogging,
In times of danger, in times of safety,
In times of jealousy,
In times of toiling,
In times in the open, in times in shelters,
In times of weakness, in times of strength,
In times of hunger, in times of plenty.

Perspectives

Sometimes, what one deems as significant may not mean as much to the other party. So it evens out.

Insomnia

Bless you! If you are wheezing, someone is talking about you. If you have insomnia, the spaces of the night is because someone is thinking of you.

The treachery

In the most of these days, it is at best to keep one's niche, and not acquire it. Ball player through one's life, or long-term dancer in the trade of the arts. Did not know what to choose, so kept along in the same line. It was probably one had no say that took to this, not because one particularly wanted it.