Fear and madness in different ways
Cannot find words anymore
Just lost in my own mind
Again and again
Running in circles
Without any chance to stop this madness
Flight
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
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Endgame
Is life worth living
What is good life?
People struggle to survive
Dying and defying
Death
That is painful
But is giving
Strength a little bit
Again the
Cycle of life
Is being closed
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Creating A Story
Writing is working, trying to put a text together
Finding ways to understand reality in a different
Way. Describing the indescribable, creating new
Unknown worlds for the readers to venture into.
You don’t have to be an expert, journalist or writer
To do that, you just have to try. If you can’t write it
Tell your story to the public by recording it on “tape”
Or Video. A story has traditionally had a start, introducing
The characters and environment, after establishing those
Things something has to happen, the tension builds up
Until the grand finale. The climax is then replaced by a tune down
A conclusion, the hero goes unharmed after killing 50 bandits with
A shot gun, saving the girl and selling the dragon to the highest bidder.
That is storytelling a la Hollywood and it has it’s obvious limitations.
But it’s a way to start working with storytelling.
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A Flash In The Pan
We are creatures of the moment
A flash in the universal pan
Quick, short lived, flamboyant
You cannot look at us
Because we are you
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Presense
Inside myself
Inside my mind
Outside
The other people
Around me
Function and dysfunction
All around
This does not matter
Because I am here now
For good or bad in
This dreamy world
Of gray clouds
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Midday Night
Night is in the middle of the day
Sun is shining but in my mind
It is still the middle of the night
Looking for ways out desperate
Hungry, angry and lonely
Knowing the sun will never
Rise again in my mind
Living like a vampire
In the middle of the day
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New Roads
Creating a different path
Being committed not to repeat
Old patterns looking for
Something better
Emotions that does not lock you up
Searching
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Writing a Blog
Writing is a hard thing. Being critical does not work. Sometimes one just have to improvise. Writing comes from writing and the more you do it, the better. Life is short and the thing we put energy into effect us profoundly they change our direction in life. The stage is empty and so is the floor. To write on the WordPress or Twitter is to enter the stage and start playing. The audience however I’d or small will show up eventually if they know that you are there and play their tone.
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What To Come
Seeing the future
In that slick facade,
The empty street,
Grey skies and spring
In February, people
Running from attraction to attraction
No peace, no joy or that much love
Only really good coffee remains
