thoughts and poems

If there's something life eventually teaches us all is that it's pointless to hate our enemies. It makes a lot more sense to just hate the war that turns neighbors into enemies.

If there's something you want to say, lock yourself in a dark room and start creating your art. Then keep doing it long enough until the world eventually notices you. If there's truth in what you're saying, the world will listen to you.

There's more life in these tears of failure... than in all those years waiting for something to happen.

There are dreams that come at night to remind us of who we have to be in the morning.

So many protesting day and night, yet the outcome never changes. Perhaps protesting is our way of telling the world we won't go down without a fight. Fighting is good. Fighting for something is the artifact that moves a full heart. Fights make us busy. Too busy and too tired to start dialogues.