Multilevel Passive Dream Aggression Income

The man trying to sell his shit

To the naive boys around the table

Everyone wants to buy it

Work two years get rich forever

I have that driving force

And all doubts you have are wrong

I am right believe me

I am the answer he says

His gesture works with him to well

The withering trust falls apart

Around the table

This is the way things are working

We give you a perfect CRM system

Work for us we might pay you later

Or not

The Conspiracy of Your Soul

Sometimes the world

Start acting against you

Collectively

And all you have to do

Is to watch

And laugh

Whatever you do

Does matter

And does not matter

Beyond this point

That you already past

Long, long time ago

Deep roots connect you

To what might be

Your authentic self

The sun has already

Set and left for better

Latitudes

The Boy

Once I was

A happy young man

Being a fool and

Dropping out of school

Traveling the world

Met rich and poor

I opened many closed

Door

Sensing my limits

I met this beautiful girl

From home out there

In the world

I stood there

Naked and gay

In front of her

High as a kite

She told me

I love you

Just the way You are

Just do not Take it too far

And that was the way it had to be

Some but not to much

I started to wither away

All my dreams grow old

And in the end there was

Not much left

I had gone old

The children had left

For school

Lonely and lost

I had to find

New dreams

Overworked

Tired

I will not save you

Night Light

This dark winter Sunday

When the daylight

Leaves us Frozen and cold

It is Like being on the bottom

Of the sea

Lost among strange and

Colorful creatures

Eating each other

Worst of Days

Monday is the worst of days

Always filled with hard awakenings

The dream is over, the family drama

Has ended everybody lost

Back to the ordinary life

At work, school, unemployment or

Whatever takes you through the week

The human illusion is so vibrant

What we have to do or not to do

Just a few feet away another

Parallel world awaits us

Patiently

Falling Down To Reality

Meeting the unknown

Outside the bounds

Of reality and rationality

Outside myself

When I is more than me

When I is not me

Above myself

Inside myself but still not settled

After this

I fell down to reality

Woke up in a bar

Like some drunk foul

In a poem by a Sufi mystic

Living in his lonely desert

Like me