My Empire ............

Friday 23 September 2011

Saw this guy on the Train to the Office and i tough one thing SUPER MARIO, almost went up to him to ask were the hell Luigi was, This guy made me reminder about the good old days Playing Super Mario Bros on your Nintendo Classic, It was actually the only game i had for 6 month until i learned that you can borrow your Friends games soooo long that he start beliving their my games when he comes over., **Chris Tucker shit**

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Poem // idea

An Idea comes in many shapes and sizes. In can be formed out of desperation or unexpected inspiration. It can be shaped like the clay on a potter’s wheel or painted on a canvas. It can be written by a poet or expanded upon in a novel. It can be shouted by a desperate man in love or just a desperate man. It can be invented or it can be destroyed. An idea can give birth to dreams and aspirations, and if put in the wrong hand, it can be easily taken away. It can be traded or stolen, neglected or loved. It can create cities and towns and make peace or war. An Idea is neither bad nor good. It is a dream, a dream turned into thought, and a thought turned into action. It can be wielded like a weapon or an instrument of peace. It is a thought, it is an Idea.