I wish

Lately I've been to busy to write... too busy to type... too tired of life...

School is draining my soul, my imagination, my will to fight... I am but a machine, waking up in the week hours having only a few hours rest the previous night. I do wish that life would be life a chocolate box, not knowing what I would get, but knowing that since its chocolate, anything will be good. i wish...

I wish for a thousand tiny little stars,
All smiling and bright,
I wish for a hundred chocolate bars,
All milky and nice,
I wish for a dozen blood red roses,
From a person I've never met,
I wish I was not myself,
But some anonymous name on the net.

Hahaha, I wish I can still smile the way I use to,
Or laugh from deep in my heart,
I wish he would smile at me too,
And it would be but a sweet tart,
I wish my best friend was here,
And smuggle me food,
I wish my never ending homework pile
Would just dissapear!

There're a thousand and one things I wish for
But the most important one
Only now that you have read it
Would you ever know
I wish to fall in love
To someone tall and nice
I wish for a happily-ever-after
With fairies and castles and my white knight!

Doodles

No one can see me.

I am invisible.

People's minds are always so full that they cannot comprehend what it is like to think of nothing. Philosophers say that one can never think of nothing, because the very fact that you are think of nothing means that you are already thinking of something. I'm telling you that it is not true. Nothing is simple. It is not so hard to comprehend. You don't need to be proficient in biology, physics, chemistry or moath to know it. All of us were nothing once. before the sperm fused with the egg and you were conceived, you didn't exist. And after you die, you simple cease to be.

Right?

Then why are there so many stories about the afterlife? Why are there so many theories about rebirth? Why do people need religion but to give themselves hope of spiritual immortality?

Wait.

So what if you do exist after death? Does it mean that you exist before you were born as well? If so, where were you? In the air? Or the earth? Or perhaps on another plane that no living person knows about. Well, let us assume a more scientific point of view. Eliminate the air... and the earth... and the spirituak plane... what do you get then? Nothing. Space is nothing, but to us humans it is still something. What then is nothingness to us?

Ah, what can you see that you can't feel? Illusions. What can you feel that you can't see? Me. When I think of nothing. I become nothing> Despite the oxymoron you might see in my words, I assure you I am speaking the truth.