Every time i sleep i hear voices calling my name, he is in sane a waste husler strugling for identity but none of them knowns the tue meaning of my name.
some times i wonder, is it in the nature of their culture?
to leap what they never sow?
to wipe out what they never belt?
maybe, probably, perhaps, this might be another origin of the Tsunami Part
They sing thier favourite song as they padal their canoes in the sand of the Sahara desert, “smokeless fire, smokeless fire.
and they tell their young stars to adjust the sails because they about to hit the shoes of the Namibi desert.
i think the end has become the first.

1>(Smoothness is not soft body to body, and the piece of friction because the other body to body produces heat and this heat produces pleasure, required
The smoothness is the speed of salvation when the body descendant of the water.
Whenever risen faster running proved Softness.

2>Everything has grown Rights imagination, and the wave of Beauty,
either encounter something or swim until the end of the beach Up
on the ground and disappear among the sand.

There is calm

question .

my best regard.

B.B.B

No matter what, Madonna is the one and only true artist that will ever be loved.

Express your emotions, express your feelings, no matter what you will be dealing.

She’s got no oponent. She’s the material girl, the frozen heart the broken rose.

The one who’s changing like the one above. The human nature, the only throne. The Queen of queens.

Just like the seasons, she’s changing, just like the weather, she’s melting. The one and only. The great desire. Madonna’s hot, Madonna’s tire.

You’ll love her or hate her. You take it or leave it. To have and not to hold. To kiss and not to stroke.
To watch her and not adore. To miss her and not even call.

Rocco and Lourdes, the beat is in your veins, the music in your body and your love is in your taste. Madonna’s number one, you know she is yo mom!

peace & lub

And Now I understand, my life was given by her, mother, mother, guided me all those times..she knew I could be the very pheonix that take to the skies of what is eternity.

I didn’t know where to start, begin or end…
But to venture the unknowns with playing music, my art
embarking on a journey, trying put rythem to my broken heart , allow my deepheld emotions to spill out onto rivers and ecape to the seas,
free to open my wings and connect to what i thought was lost
finally take to the skies, unified to be touched by the light and love once again

And Now I understand, my life was given by her, mother, mother, guided me all those times..she knew I could be the very pheonix that take to the skies of what is eternity.

Madonna I hope read this someday as I hope you will understand the message in it. just something I felt i needed to express to you.