Slow Moving Disaster

After a big shock

(It is a never ending sequence)

Here we are

Again and again

Trapped in the turmoil

Conflict of course

Going on again and again

If there only was shadow

And a little bit of water

Some flowers

The Start

There are no quick fixes

Farewell all illusions

The journey will be arduous

No perks

Nothing that I once expected

Just moving a night

A Journey Through the City

Having no peace of mind

I went through the city

The rain had just started

Arriving at the square

Crowded with people

Some with masks

But most without

Drinking beer and congregating

The tedious quarantine

Had been to no avail

We went on like life was

Normal but still very strange

A lot of old people dying

Inside secluded institutions

Filling up the morgue

And keeping the undertakers busy

The almost empty underground

And few old people in the street

Keeping their distance

Told us that

The summer that would be different

The journey then became one of fear

And curiosity

We did not know why we were here

And what our role would be

All bets seemed open

Borderland

Waking up in the middle of the night

From the catacombs of dreams

A tunnel going from living to being alive

The dreams keep me happy

Reality disappoints me

Still I prefer being awake

And the balance between

Dreaming and Living

Juxtaposition

Life includes

Most of the time

Things in between

Rooms that

Are made for

Movement,

People perfect strangers

Passes by

On their way to obliteration

They are here just like you

Existing in perfect juxtaposition

To themselves like mirrors

For the sun

There are no message and plenty of messages

In this order

Entity

What am I

A bunch of bones

Tied together by fiber

And some thoughts

A few dreams and

A lot of liquid

Moving together

Through the universe

Randomly encountering

Problems and pleasures

Local Cosmos

Traveling in my mind

Inside the enclosed room

That is my

Limited mind

I do not know

Very much

Just some empty fragment

On how not to live

This is me

And I have to stand

Who I am

Searching, always

Searching for

Different worlds

Sometimes I find them

Late at night

Evening pleasures

And just like a dream

Soon forgotten in the morning light

The Maze

When ones mind is restless

Wandering, meandering

Away

Quickly to unknown destinations

Into the past or present even the future

Late at night or early morning

When small things becomes big

And big things small

Know then that this too

Shall pass

And leave the mind to itself

Awakening

Stepping out into the real world

It’s cold as ice in the middle of summer

Shadowy and shrank,

Fake and pretentious

Breeding the rotten stench

That is real, reality

Frozen death in a box

The Twisting Tail

the world turns on a word

Amarela Space

I'm just another dreamer...

Mystic Land

let's mend the broken

The Alchemist's Studio

Raku pottery, vases, and gifts

Yolanda - "Det här är mitt privata krig"

Kreativ text, annorlundaskap, dikter, bipolaritet, Aspergers syndrom, samhällsdebatt

Sui Generis

Rare Poetry and Food stories

Wild Like the Flowers

Rhymes and Reasons

How to be cool

Making People Cool and Author

How to feel better

Another year, a decade or a lifetime - sooth your body eternally

Undefined Comedy

Talking about comedy that is not worth talking about

Lampelina

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Los Angeles feedback film festival

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Get me the wings

AfterKC.com

Enjoying Life In New Ways

No Time For Pants

Life Hacks and Advice

WORDSNOW HEART

It is all about words. Your words are enough to shatter someone's heart. Your words are enough to make a broken heart unbroken. Words have the power to change your life perspectives.

Pee Kay

voice_of_the_pen

Integrated Social Studies

Because one subject isn't enough

Oxytocin and Other Stories

Infant Feeding. Breastfeeding. Parenting. Some rambling. Mostly fueled by caffeine.

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Life in Copenhagen, Denmark, after moving during Covid-19.

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