Instability

Everything is in extremely

Bad balance at the moment

I try to think

What happened

With me?

I recognize the pattern

Still it is hard to change

Maybe an emergency break

Running away

Prayer

Whatever I do

Will go wrong

Whatever I go

Whenever

Forever

Nevertheless

Never mind

It was just one

Of many illusions

Mad Monday Notice

i don’t feel

Just am so tired

And still the sun shines

Behind the cloud

The pine-trees moving in the wind

Talking their own language

Making their conclusion

Is another time you know now

But what time is it?

What time is it now?

The time of hot, hot summer

And strange diseases

Or the time of other things

We don’t know

Around us

Around us

People are dying

We go around pretending

Is nothing going on

People isolate and procrastinate

Getting angry, drunk or sad

Anything to get out of the mad, mad place

That has become our space

Lost Consciousness

Losing my mind

All the thing

All the thoughts

Are being demolished

Destroyed

Soon I will not know

Who I once was

Just a human leftover

In a big city

Visiting

Went to the future for a visit

Today

In every way

This was just too much

An adventure into

The middle age

And back?

Everything the same but more extreme

More cafés and more heat

Resting on security and money (a lot of that)

I had enough

Went with a Ice bear back to the past

Looking for ice and a bit of snow

By the Sea

My Memories is like

The walls of a crumbling

Castle by the sea

Most details are lost

Washed out into the sea

Some things remains

In tatters broken

By time and ignorance

Slowly slowly

I mend my castle again

Waiting for the next storm

No Sleep

Sleeping with tigers

Gives no peace of mind

Moving the worrisome

Burden of being a man

Into a fake battle

Between women and men

Young and old

There is no place

For solidarity and caring

Or Sharing no no no

Only take and steel

Plunder and destroy

Society will scream

With joy

The world belongs to the

Narcissistic thief

To his and her relief

The honest man will

Always be punished

The good man lose

You just have to choose

Live or lose

Sleepless Light

Life in the city can be

Like a sleepless night

There is always something

Going on, somewhere

People moving around, walking,

Biking, begging, drinking, making out

Or living in their mobile screen slowly

Losing their mind and soul to the big monster

That is Internet

Getting lost and being abused by

The big five

This ultimate madness that drives humanity

Into the dance of death

With it self late in the Holocene