Are we lost among
Our emotions
Trapped in thinking
Destructive thoughts
And then everything
Changes eventually
By being out of the clouds
Of bad relationships
Pure Reason
Understanding
What am I
Why am I
Where do I
Go from here?
After 53 years
I cannot answer these questions
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The Power Of Negotiating
We are being put under pressure
In life all the time
Again and again
Eventually I will give in
Do what they want
But this time I will try
Something very different
Something that puts me
To a better place than now
Or not it does not really matter
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The Tipping Point
Our vision changes
New passions new fears
Nothing remains the same
Still almost everything remains
The surface and the depth changes
What we talk about changes
Unthinkable things like
Talking about sex or admitting
Psychiatric diagnosis in public
Becomes the new normal
Our patterns stay the same
No one will see us
Because in all that visibility
We are invisible
Only the cold stone
In the bottom of the cave
Confirms in their own way
Our physical existence
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Consolation
It is not life itself
That brings you down
But the relations
The dysfunctional situation
The material conditions
All that can be changed
But changing the patterns
The thinking, the actions is something
Truly different
Things lose their meaning quickly
And then we are trapped in the quagmire
Waiting or even hoping to die
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The King
The old exercise fields
Are frozen and barren
The revolution has been canceled
Only the monument remains
Now owned by the king
That is slowly
Regaining his power
In our more and more
Unequal society
The future belongs to our overlords
Be they capitalist or nobleman
The people has surrendered
Admiring power and plentifulness
Staying quiet and docile
In their humble abodes
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Connection and Message to Humanity
Jesus has left the cross
And returned to earth
To tell us the will and word
Of his Father and the Holy Ghost
Nothing has been heard
For over two thousand years
And now he is back,
The man and God to whom
We direct our prayers
The message is loud and clear
But in the same time
Incomprehensible
“Eat Dutch cheese now or
Be forever condemned
Like the fig tree”
I woke up and
Turned of the radio
Only to fall asleep again
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Meadows
The late evening
Were filled Sounds
Vibrations from another
Century another lifetime
People, friends long gone
Talking laughing and screaming
The mist made them invisible
Indivisible from the trees in the forest
Maybe it all happened inside
The dreams of past summers
Still I meet them there every midsummer night
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I Am Not fine
I need to live
To feel alive
To be
To be seen
Finding a little passion
Having a little hope
And some money
It is time
It is nine
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Broken Brain
Sometimes the memory is gone
Some parts of the brain does not work
Anymore
A glitch
A separation between two parts
That need each other
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