Writing continuously
Throughout the night
Throughout the day
I have nothing to say
We are here
Life is so good
Life is so bad
We just run through life
Repeating our ancestors
Mistakes and indisescretion
Messed Up
Prayer
Whatever I do
Will go wrong
Whatever I go
Whenever
Forever
Nevertheless
Never mind
It was just one
Of many illusions
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Calamity Lessons
What are the insights
Learned from this calamity?
The old wretched man asked in the
Soft afternoon light
I watched his wrinkled face
And gave him a nervous smile
“There is nothing to be learned”, he said
“We will always repeat ourselves
Like a perpetual cascading failure machine
This is the purpose of our life on this earth
Repeating others mistake and multiply them
Until the world ends and it is time for the
Universal breakfast to take place“
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A Tail of Many Dimensions
Telling the wrong story
But in the right way
Changing the intention
A new path is created
Out of the ashes of the old one
Living in a small room
That open up inside itself
For another journey
Life is short and the moment
Catches on creating an
Illusion of eternity
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Life is Fear
Fear is a strange thing
Part biology, part psychology
Controlling our life
Making us change sidewalks
Now and then
All our actions is controlled by fear
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Conundrum
Time will tell
But what is time
When is it time
What to bring
If anything
Time will tell
But whom tell time?
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Midnight Poem
The turning point
Was not a turning point
Just a reason to move on
In the same direction
Restless and relentless
Trying to solve
The same problem
The same way as before
The Poem at midnight
Will not tell you that story
Again, sorry
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No way
All that energy is gone
Just a low hanging fruit
A place of no hope
Only pain remain
That is life
Here and now
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Gone and So On
Lost the meaning of living
The meaning of being alive
Ending the story
Here and now
Moving memories around
In the dark
An angel never came
Being busy somewhere
Else
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Heraclitus
Realizing that change
Is inevitable
No return
Pain is the name
Of that game
Shame and fear
All the things are
Connected
Still isolated
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