Praise To Myself

Praise To Myself

To My Dear followers and likers:

What I can’t grasp is, that you, with so magnificent achievements, as world travellers, photographers, as scientists, artists, poets, philosopher, who so very far surpass, outshine me could ever still like my simple thoughts, simple philosophy, simple pictures, simple music, simple adventures, simple English, simple language, simple Home Page, simple ... the men, still like, the women, so feminine, so warm, so dear, would kiss me. You, everyone, the whole world, all are very extraordinary, special, except me.

But I’m special too, you know? For I am the only one who is not special. So, I’m extraordinary, not common, while you all, I would whisper it, are very ordinary, common, you, my dear little fool(s). Ha. Ha.

February 2013