Edward perriman cole died in may,it was a sunday afternoon,and there wasn't a cloud in the sky
it's diffcult to understand the sum of a person's life
some people will tell you it's measured by the ones left behind
some beliveve it can be measured in faith
some say by love
other folks say life has no meaning at all
me?
i believe that you measure yourself by the people who measured themselves by you
what i can tell you for sure is that,by any measure
Edward cole lived more in his last days earth than most people manage to wring out of a lifetime
I know that when he died,his eyes were closed and his heart was open


如果把全部的生命都浪费在喝牛奶，听小情歌、画画、读书、写字、唱歌、做爱、穿大裤衩陪你走过全世界的海滩上面

也好过把全部的生命都浪费在赚钱，然后

陪你喝包装很漂亮的牛奶、用最有品质的音响听小情歌、用最好材质的颜料画画、读金箔裱的书、让十几个佣人代笔写字，最定级的音乐制作人包装我们的歌曲、穿镶满钻石的情趣内衣做爱、开私人飞机私人潜艇到达全世界的海滩上面。

可是，到底是为了什么。世世代代不同国度不同文化都在重倒覆辙，一遍又一遍的走这弯路

最后

用没牙的嘴喝牛奶、听乳臭未干的屁孩们唱的情歌，画充斥着假臭恶的画，读沽名钓誉的书，唱着意冷心灰看破红尘的歌曲，摸着对方肚皮上的褶子在各种药物和辅助品的帮助下做着干涩的爱，再也没有力气和心境走遍全世界的海滩。

一半是纯真 一半是拧巴。
kiss the most beatiful girl in the world，get a tattoo
All those little stuff made me cry