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SHIT, I read now there are 7007 profiles. 1 more.

My calculation is SHIT.

Today I read at 29-04-06 about 22.00 houres:

profiles in vampire rave 7006 people.

7006 people * 5 or 6 litres blood = ± 40 m3.

So its possible to drawn in blood.

A pleasand dead for a vampire ??



Let me know !!



an empty heart and fully veins

is that our life ?

is that our goal ?

In rainy days

and stormy nights

I walk around

To seek my soul

To read my mind

Why I excist ??



I can't resist

I want to find

I have a goal

I hear the sound

I see the light

In friends it lays !!

If tears dried up, are the memories gone?

This evening I walked outside

not warm or cold

But I feld a slight tenderness in the air

touching my skin

A light smell of moist

sweet and light

Tickling of distance star and a full moon

if nature bide



And a feeling came to me

full and rich; the summer!

Steal, almost unnoticed

but still full of promises

and I embraced that feeling

Ï need you" I wispered

to see a new fresh world, and!

to be a part of it.

when you recognize freedom?

if you have lost it!

when you recognize love?

if you are missing it!

when you recognize lonelyness?

if people don't open their heart!

when you recognize health?

if you can't do things by illness!



So recognize now what's important

health and love and nothing more

to be yourself and still be loved

and recognised by friends

Don't call me stupid

dum or strange.

Don't walk around me

if I don't excist anymore.

Don't ignore me

I'm not thin air

Don't arque to me

if you are wrong



Call me love and sweetheart, your

sweetheart and your friend

See me, say that you want

me more and more

Give me attention and

I flee in your arms

Kiss me tenderly but hot and

I surrender to you

peace--------true---------------love

in------------is------------------is

my-----------real----------------building

heart---------and----------------people

to------------never--------------more

you-----------old----------------then

--------------fashioned---------words

---------------------------------can

How was your youth?

Short



Ugly words are bad words



If thruth is beautifull

is beauty then the truth?



Loving another is that

because you love yourself?

And you think you earn it?



If truth is right

why it hurts so easy people?



I speak always the truth

also this time



People who can listen

have learnt to love the other



Love is always too late

every one want have it sooner

Tears are the words of the soul. Tears of happiness, of joy. Mostly for the other.

Tears of sorrow. The pain. For the other and sometimes for yourself.

Tears of beauty. Its to great for words. An emotion.

Tears of pain. Can bring relief but not always. Helps mostly only for a short periode of time. Its a short relief.

Tears of pain, while you like the pain. It brings the feeling that you are alive.

Tears of pain. A warning. That you hurt yourself.

Tears of humiliation. Thats pain to. Tears of desolation. That no-one cares about you.

Tears of humiliation. Thats pain again. Tears of happiness. A play that some-one cares about you.

There are so many tears, so many pain and so many joy. Only a tear isnt enough to see what you are. I need the expression of your eye.

People are funny and strange. Always different. I love people. I can't without them.

So im social :) ?

Most people are every day so busy to find happiness for the future that they forget to look for there feet and pick it up.

Today I met an old woman. Not very much of a lady. Not rich, just a comon woman. She wear just clean but old cloth. She was little. I think she shrunk by the years. A little bend over, just if she was looking something. We sat at a bench in the park. She told me somethinh about her life. She has lost her husband and 2 childeren. One person, a daughter, was left. She said that it was so unnatural to outlive your own childeren. She could live without her husband. It hurts, of course, she talked to him each day, spook in her mind with him. Sometimes had a dicussion with him. After more then 40 years you know what he thinks, she said. But the lost of her childeren that hurts, every day. They had not finished living yet. There could be a whole future ahead for them. One was married and had 2 childeren. She was remarried a few years ago. They where handsome and bright and so clever in everything. She dont understand why they where dead now. What was the meaning of this, she asked. I dont know I said, I really dont know. And your other daughter? She is such a sweethart, she visit me every day. Its difficult for her to deal with this. I think sometimes I'm more thinking of my dead children then the one who is a life. I think thats not pleasant for her. Always see me with my attention by the others. Yes, I think I shall buy something nice for when she comes., to give some attention. Thank you, young lady, for your listening and comment. Its nice talking to you, Bye.

Every time I see people, equel for men or women, to go in there day. With no thoughts what this day will bring. With no everts to make this day to a special day. The go to school, to their work. And work and learn. In the evening they go back. Give man, wife, kids a kiss. Eat. Read the newspaper. Looking together to the tv. And sleep again. No-one, to be honest, almost nobody did something special. The breath. And they lived? Do something strange, give a smile to an unknown person. Do something for your schoolmate or college , without expectation for a returned favour. Change your day and give a smile away, it can change lifes. Say a few friendly words, it can change the world. Do strange things. Walk in the rain and enjoy. Sing loud and be happy. The most strange thing maybe.