Stuff Stuff's just stuff nothing much can be realised with stuff. More money, cars and so much stuff just not enough to keep you satisfied. Stuff gets damaged stuff gets destroyed stuff doesn't matter when they become your toys. Stuff is a choice of whether you have enough Stuff are just stuff in the end, they do not matter.
Tag: making sense
Knowing…
Knowing I know nothing.. this is what I should know. If I tell you I have found the secret remind me of this - There is nothing that I know unless He tells me, He tells no lie and tells no secret... So I know that I know nothing... I have searched among the thorns and the rivers of my own blood shed intermittently... It is beyond my small world. A world that has become a battleground for the knowledge I do not need. And so I only know that i know not... I know fear and pain - treasures in this world. but I do not know - truly know much beyond this. But I know there is more... I feel it. I can see the tip of my nose But I know there is more to see. I am knowing... But... I do not know Yet.