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came to me a voodoo god

Uninvited climbed

All the flowers ribbons

poured powder spell

the nose put on his glasses

Through which the whole world

Traci fig leaf

Fashion and half a head

[ Szysz , words by J. Szymkiewicz / M. Brodka]

Today differently. Otherwise, wiosennie but strangely colored-chaotic. The sun shines on my eyes terribly ... Bo wonders, wonders and magic of this life guided. There are some impressions, smells are ... seasoned with heavenly spices, potions and earth ...

In your hands is the world.

In your white hands.

When you want, it will be clear,

brilliant, hot, music,

painting, blooming, humming ... (...)

[ all depends on you, M . Pawlikowska-Jasnorzewska]

Yes I cook my youth persistently and viciously, ruthlessly. I have no free ride for the gray and stupidity - does not and will not be. There is no bingeing, shortcuts, no half measures - no and no. This consistency adds and motivating force for living a better, smarter, magically ... also provides assurance that beauty leads to the miracles, the thought of the claims of faith and trust in love. How much change my world, how charming (re) gaining color and shine ...

here on Wedding Invite
all wonders, flowers, shrubs,
lightning, buzzing, singing ...

[ In esel , St.Wyspiański]

Away from the cunning, szmirostwa, Szelmostwa, wredoty away the whole bunch of homeless spirit. They cut away, fall away from me and, although the glue is struggling, I have no mercy! because I respect - for yourself and your life. I will not allow the world has never in its gray and hopeless stupidity and emptiness, do not give up the imagination, dreams, creativity and abstraction. Yes, people with no rhythm, no imagination, primitive, and desperately try Acy to "make an impression" (wrażenie!, ironically!) Evoke my laughter and my ruthlessly ironic comments. I teach them how to be naughty.

not likes you

Your shirt mottle

you approach a step

reckon bone

[ Granda, sł. R.Łukasiewicz]

Bo kill joy , freedom, honesty embarrassed, they destroy. And I do not agree to let her destroy, if not destroyed. In my life there is no place for games, gaining social popularity, on politics and politicians talk, to organize projects empty, artificial smiles and fawn over, there is no space for stretching shirts before susceptible to it, do not.

gladly skoczyłabym

their throats to eye

And so it went smoothly

Because it does not like to sweat

[ KO , sł. R. Lukasiewicz]

There is also no place in my world at any exaggeration, in spite of himself to anything - even an apparently positive. Not for sale to political correctness (in either party).

World stupid every day meanly

And I still dream about voodoo

Ribbon skull powders

ribbon brooches, scarves

[ Szysz , words by J. Szymkiewicz / M. Brodka]

lot today, I came out of it all, and because my frustration is huge - like certain things you can not see, hear, do not feel? How can you be so stupid in life, so blind, so primitive ... And so thoughtlessly exist (because they do not "live").

But, but! To successfully complete the ... Let the others kill, dig, throw, let taplają in biology based on the entire philosophy of his quasi-gray, a little ego. I do not even feel sorry for them, I'm glad that I came to that, I do not need anyone to prove anything:)

I peach mousse

with your mouth fills me