I searched the horizon with a thousand questions on my back...somehow...someday..it will find its way...me.

Our eyes never deceive us..who else?

Life always stabs me on the back..but life never told me to smoke crack...

There seems to be a huge question mark right up above my nose and the only way to answer it is to sit down...relax and smoke the spliff to oblivion till ya reach zion!

If you are lost, travel by night.

If i threw a thousand questions in the air...would she catch it?

Thinking of her is like entering a building but never really gets to the center and found its way tot the exit.

God created you for me to look at and smile.

The world is filled with beautiful people for us to lay our eyes on and not to rest our bitter grasp around their neck and speak the words that meant to be our lives and they shall listen..

Spinning, spinning, spun!