We have our circles
He told me, – of famous men in position
I smile and could see
How small he was
Every word has its antithesis
Every man has his shadow
Don’t make your shadow to dark
It might engulf you in the end
Our Circles
Purgatory
Is suffering healing
Or just another burden
To an overloaded psyche
Avoiding suffering brings
Sometimes even more suffering
I know this into the bone
But is this circle possible to break
Or an eternal curse
To live with
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The Depth of Life
Life is so divided
Polarized between
The social surface
The struggle underneath
It is seldom we see
The depth of reality
Like the bottom of the sea
But the depths are magic
Our journeys there are
Painful a loss of faith
But is the only
Way to go
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Circles
Running around
My own axis
Like Earth itself
My mind is there
And I am lost
In so many
Way but I am here
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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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A Place Better Than This
I am lost here
In my mind and thoughts
Running around in circles
Again and again
Like a wheel that never
Ceases to turn
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Pressure
Everyday the stress is the same
The eternal repetitive
Pattern of change
Getting up, leaving the house
Entering the social world
Behaving in an expected way
And then again back
To the life hidden from view
With all its conflict and fears
What am I doing here?
The answer is of course the same
As in all ages and time
Helping the pattern to repeat itself
The life remaining in place
Is it good or bad
No it just is …
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Running
The nightmares are here again
Lost in a cloud of smoke
Moving in circles
In a maze
Running from the monsters
Into the arms of other monsters
Monstrosity
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A Day
The bad day has ended
It never started
It is all circular
Returning again and again
Gaining ground, losing ground
Life….
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Restart
The lunch eventually
Turns out to be the expected
Dysfunctional encounter
With between the narcissist and
Lone wolf
Each one talking to himself
In the different corners of the
Room
So that the circle can start
Again and again forever
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