free-spirit

She was like the sun, She knew her place in the world - She would shine again regardless of all the storms and changeable weather She wouldn't adjust her purpose for things that pass.

I love brief habits and consider them an inestimable means for getting to know many things_My nature is designed entirely for brief habits_I always believe that here is something that will give me lasting satisfaction__rief habits, too, have this faith of passion, this faith in eternity__nd that I am to be envied for having found and recognized it_But one day its time is up; the good thing parts from me, not as something that has come to nauseate me but peacefully and sated with me as I am with it__s if we had reason to be grateful to each other as we shook hands to say farewell. Even then something new is waiting at the door, along with my faith__his indestructible fool and sage!__hat this new discovery will be just right, and that this will be the last time. That is what happens to me with dishes, ideas, human beings, cities, poems, music, doctrines, ways of arranging the day, and life styles.

ive lived so long a person, they tamed me to be,I spoke with care & held back the real, me. But the time has come, My voice will be heard. My messages are clear& I'm not the same girl. I am wild, my heart is rareI am untameable and I dont fuckin' care Life is too short, to live for another, I've faced the rain, storms and thunder And if there's one thing, I have kept in my mind It's i am, who I am and I don't give a damn if you don't like.

Stories are made about girls like you. The wild ones, those rare faces that smile in the midst of chaos.

Wildflower; pick up your pretty little head, It will get easier, your dreams are not dead.

I__ a Texas girl, with a California soul.

It felt important to be able to pick up and go whenever this endless stirring and inevitable craving for a change of scenery would bubble over because I didn__ want to die someday yearning for something else when it was only __omething else_ worth living.

No baggage - there was the secret of existence.

I am your stone of necessity calling up spirits from rain puddles__our Magus of words

I long for a place that exists only in my memory __ cheery spot where my heart is happy and myspirit is free.

It's an amazing thing when you finally settle in to knowing you'll never fit in. The difference between the rest of the world and you; you feel to much about too many things. And most others feel not enough, about too few. Keep standing out. Keep showing the crowd what beautifully flying free is all about.

You can't put a leash on me. I'm unleashable!

The times on the open road with all the unknown ahead were the times I was happiest and most secure, with people who knew our core and lived solely for the purpose of unmediated experiences and love, from which purpose itself is born. Not the distant idea of life, love and purpose dirtied by constructs.

Often I didn__ think I was cut out for the way the world is, being born into a common culture and system I would never choose for myself.

Moreover, we were to each other aspects of a dream unrealized. I emblemized the excitement of freedom, a life untethered by the confines of constructs. She illustrated a sense of belonging, of ongoing laughter in the face of those constructs, a true lifeline within the walking dead. We were standing in different places, yet the same, seeing within each other a sense of truth within the lies, a radiant light that illuminated the dark.

Whatever you choose to do with your time on earth, do it passionately, follow the voice of your soul and don't focus some much on being interested in life, but being the interesting one full of life.

Skateboarding has taught me two things - that symbolise a meaning of life. How to keep a balance and how to pick yourself up when you've fallen.

I stopped remembering the past and started visualising my future, the only thing left I could hold onto was hope; that the courage I have found along the way, is what will see me through.