Crazy people.

Strange people.

Weird people.

Different people.

Special people.

LOVE U!!!

Ordinary people are sooooo boring. Their lives are just so empty. Making up problems at the tiny little detail. Come on! Get a life!

The human mind is a complete mystery. To everyone. Scientists and doctors may try to understand it but I think they will never ever do it. If you think about it, you'll see that the answer for that enigma is the same as trying to know what is life. How did it all begin? We are made from pieces of other people. This is just like "Who was born first: the chicken or the egg?". Sometimes people act so unpredictably. What make us do that? Where does our personality comes from? It's not from our parents, nor from our professors, nor our brothers and sisters, nor our friends... What makes us us?

Darkness. Why are we so afraid of the dark? Is it the unknown? the mystery? Even grown men fear the dark. Today a guy told me an episode that happened to him: when he was coming back from his work at night, the fastest way to get home was to cross a graveyard, riding a bike... yeah And one day, just like many other days he was crossing it and in the middle of the graveyard main road there was a huuuge guy with long whit tunic and a really big beard, standing there in the middle of the graves with his back turned back. My friend just felt panic: a sudden fear coming from nowhere, sick... e spent the following three days at home. It seemed like it had sucked all his energy. And during all those three days that enormous white man was the only thing he could think of. Weird. I don't know if this is true but I believe in the spiritual world, despite joking about it sometimes. I guess I'm just curious. It's normal. That's the reason why we like so much horror movies. Nowadays they are the only ones with surprising endings, with different (and sometimes unbelievable) stories about a world that nobody knows. Imagine if there is a whole world inside our own. Imagine the possibilities. What if our life is just made of a recycling energy process and we take turns living? What if our intuition isn't just a kind invisible voice whispering at our ears, helping us living... and giving us (loads of) imagination and way too much free time.X