Thorny Paths

The landscape is barren

And the road is narrow

No one around

Only you and your mind

Your thoughts

Running around

Like wild beasts

That are

Leaving the peace

And entering the

Zone of war

In your mind

All the things that you should have done

And here you are on the ground

With nothing around

Time and time again

You are a loser my friend

But it does not matter

In the longer run

Deceiving the Mind

Running on hopelessness

Running my mind like a geme

Hate this life

Love this life

No sense

In this thoughts

Suntrade

Presence of Life

Life has taken a different

Surprising turn, moving

Forward to a new future

Whether is better or not

Is unclear only the

Presence of the mind

Fully participating

May eventually save us

Inside Out

Travelling by my armchair

Reviewing places I never

Been to like Hong Kong Or

Shenzhen

Going down on street view

Seeing

The world in a flat way

The world in a different way

When things overwhelm you

Not much get done

Therefore you search for a way out

Prison of Reason

Here I am as a prisoner of

My own incompetence

Unable to think clearly enough

Steered by semiconscious desires

Trapped in the over rational

Society of our time

Trying to get some wiggle room

Find a door

Venture into the reason

Beyond reason

Mindfulness

The silence of the mind

Is a wonderful thing

Searched for in so many

Places

Only to be found in the

Head of the dead or

Unconscious

As a living human

Being the only thing

To ask for is a little

Slower stream

More shallow water