Art of Life

Home makers like the sun , I salute Who helps me clean more or less that I can’t giving me hand. love lies in this needy trust After all,I reside in my needs than in my own home. I survive better with these relationships than with the provided facilities that can't help me facilitate my self. Life is a story of relationships A story of survival It is a song of selfish passions, made possible through these stories of relationships. The wind , cooler than air conditioners full of life ,make waves move through my veins. The sun,air,water and earth and character make survival sufficient yet sufficiently sustaining is the greatest work. These friends ,beyond sexuality are not normal and keep their own uniqueness in function. I would rather see my own wrath than co-operate in the corporate systems of apathy.