#woven hand et al, just like 3yrs ago

The morning comes. i've not yet closed my eyes

Cold and bright, as i need it. the sun does rise

hide me in Your hand with the mother of my children

where the land sinks deep in its colours

bless the ground where we kneel

safe in Your woven creel

and we follow for Your speak, Your speak as no other

i thought a lot about moral values and principles past 1/2 year
now i know for sure what is important for me
just wanted to say that minding one's own business is good, really.
the people could live more peaceful if they listen to me
just do the things they love and listen to their favourite music
everything would be so nice

it's been awhile

it's going to become the happiest spring i ever had, even better than 2008 spring in Caucasus

mostly because i really love spring and really love what i'm doing, i mean all the studies.

every day i go [scooter?] riding along the larch lane listening to post-punk

+ there are some things that make me feel a better person, and i'm very sure in what i think and what i am doing