Last night my imaginary friend died. So I took him to an imaginary graveyard and buried him in imaginary sand. Today I missed him so much I imagined him walking dead. Tonight me and my imaginary zombie friend will have grilled brain for dinner.

People glow in the dark when they confuse shower gel with conditioner. It has nothing to do with love or spirit.

I’ve traveled the world only to learn that home is where mother is.

God created women with temper and man with a physic to protect him self

It is quite possible for man to create accurate complexity within a very brief moment, for him time and space is not required and it takes "blink of an eye" to decide that you are the one and imagines marrying you, having kids with you and growing old with you. After all it took split of a second after the Big Bang for energy to shatter in to distinct forces creating matter, protons, electrons and so the universe was born. All of this happened within a second.

Fortunately my enemy is a poet, he insults me in distinctive grace and rhythm. We curse in clever conversations, we admire our skills to an extend that in battle we fall in love.