smile

Come inside! And when you do, the first thing you see is a big smile. Big smile’s often hide something and most of the time it’s something damaged turned into a peaceful looking down, with a smile, on all those smalltime problems surrounding the smiler. So you see a smile when you come inside and closer, also here it’s hiding something you only can see when you come really close or if you stay exposed for a longer time.

The smile is a good tool, it protects the surrounding for all the darkness and lowness you feel for them and the words you wane use to tell them this, the smile can prevent you from talking, just smile, don’t talk is a motto you will find inside of me and a lot of smilers

There are many different smile’s, the one I talk about is almost always there, as if it’s grown into your face, as if time and sorrow worked together and carved it out, molded your face into a permanent state of happiness.

Time and sorrow need a tool to carve and ease the pain. Anger is the tool that cuts and eats away your life and flesh and is a great carver for permanently marking a body and thus a mind. Grace in mind and body is the anodyne that comes along to ease the pain and brings balance to the life behind the smile.

This gloomy shiny smiley stench coming of this carved in face and penetrating my brain has a soothing affect on my daily life. It calms me down, sands away all the rough edges of this overactive brain that, even I believe, sometimes, belongs to a sleepy doofus.

Smiling thru life when you have eyes on you. When you are alone, the world is blind, than you just…are…Your face is…just a face without expression because, what is an expression without eyes to reflect on.

The smile of an liar.