Mirpi Photography

sometimes it's hard to be strong... sometimes it's much easier to just give up... sometimes the only way out is.. to be indifferent.  "I will light the match this mornin', so I won't be alone Watch as she lies silent, for soon light will be gone Oh, I will stand arms outstretched, pretend I'm free to roam Oh, I will make my way, through, one more day in Hell... How much difference does it make How much difference does it make, yeah... I will hold the candle till it burns up my arm Oh, I'll keep takin' punches until their will grows tired Oh, I will stare the sun down until my eyes go blind Hey, I won't change direction, and I won't change my mind How much difference does it make Mmm, how much difference does it make...how much difference... I'll swallow poison, until I grow immune I will scream my lungs out till it fills this room" lyrics by Pear Jam 

"Living for Sabina meant seeing.  Seeing is limited by two borders: strong light, which blinds, and total darkness.  Perhaps that was what motivated Sabina's distaste for all extremism.  Extremes mean borders beyond which life ends, and passion for  extremism , in art and in politics, is veiled longing for death ." - Unbearable Lightness of Being - Milan Kundera