Cameyah

I had so much to write for school and work that I have not had the chance to write over here. Yet, the difference now is that I really enjoy writing what I want to write. Funny that people have started to decide over my writing and I kinda feel trapped. I need to liberate myself by escaping over here and write grammatically wrong and feel free! I all of a sudden wanna write everything. I want to empty my mind and let go of all that has been stuck in my head. My only wish is to stop the time, but the truth is that I have to follow the boring rythm of duties and quit before I even started. I think this blog will be my treasure spot, which I will run to when I wanna escape the judgmental eye. I love freedom and I love to be back here. I love to write, write through dance and dance through my writing. I write the way I dance and I dance they way I write. I am burning candles and incense, I am loving and recieving. Positive energi going through my body.

I don't think too much about it. If I would, I would probably make the wrong decision. I just wanna relax and enjoy. Pure joy, the reason for living. Anytime I feel trapped I run. No enjoyment. I run. There are things which are free and they appeal to me so much more than things, which I get paid for. Why? Money is a disease, which can never catch me. I am living on two different worlds. One in which your appearance takes control, in everything you do. The world of the female being the sex object, who is filled with sexual desires, which every man is looking for. The other one is where your thoughts and ideas matter first. The world where I read and study, discuss ideas with people alike. When I sit in front of the computer all day, ordering books, writing and discussing. The world where nobody cares if I wear make up, brush my hair, have it all or nothing. I combine these two, they are two sisters, who need to get along. They have friends who cannot stand each other, so when I bri