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have you seen a cloud that sores alone
left to witter in tears to dry

have you seen a blade of grass on a dry soil
left to challenge the emptiness around it

have you found a bottle of wine empty
its left on a street defend it self from a being crushed

have you even seen a soul crushed that died
with hope of one day to rejoice in the lovers arm



I'm back home today, the big jungle has nothing to compare to in Rome and Istanbul, those sites are the real jungle were you have to hussel to make a dime.

i felt alone today, and being deprived for 2 weeks of Internet i went on some inappropriateness cites for porn and wanted adds, and was very tempted to reply to some adds, after two weeks i couldn't abstain from it and i horded, and got it out of my system, it was party curiosity on who had posted since i was gone and what was out there on cities where i visited.

i cant seam to get Internet addiction out of my head, as perhaps i have used it cognisant and while on the computer for work or non work reasons, i go into mode of sexual addiction which takes over, and at times goes too far where i have to pull back.

while in Chicago i went out to the city millennium park to see the cloud gate and north Chicago to check out the scenic views after hours when the convention was over.

i have been sober for 4 months and 1 week now and i am glad i went off the grid for the two weeks as at times when i was alone or felt lonesome i wanted to act out and intenet would have been the tool to get it.