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

Fighting Spirit

The conflicts start

early in the morning

Promising a miserable day

Every move and action we take is a

part of a bigger pattern

So is the conflicts as well

It is all in the open to read

Still we go into a

Relationship with open eyes

Blinded for the longterm suffering

Round trip

Eventually we all

Bounce back to ourselves

Are old personality

Shines through as

Our weaknesses and faults

When the conditions

Gets bad enough

But when we are

There at the bottom

Then what do we do?

A Stench of Paradise

Just being here

Trapped on a small island

In the wast emptiness of the mind

Another slow day

In the summer

A day so still that we are

Creating conflicts as a pastime

Running around in our own mind

Tearing down Paradise

Family Meeting

The silence and tension

Is still in the air

Unable to find a good

Way of talking

Solving not just

Containing problems

Eventually you leave when

The contraction and denial

Becomes unbearable

The Best Thing

Sometimes conflicts doesn’t wants to be solved

Avoiding the problem is more easy

Remaining in the same position

Is always most beneficial for

The one on top

Stepping out of the conflict zone

Gives perspective, temporary relief

Is it worth to take the fight

Maybe but,

One has to choose ones battles wisely

The best wars are those never fought

Creative Destruction

Long time has passed since

1598, 1808 or even 1939

The war is approaching

It is in some ways already here

Destabilising, aggressive action

We invited it by being

Ideologically blinded

Filled with cliches and lies

Now we are losing time quarrelling,

Saving money, Saving action

In order to keep inflation low and profit high

Not ready, not prepared, waiting

For the disaster to happen

Differences

We are in conflict

So let us never talk again

Let us avoid each other

Forever

Hold our grudges to ourselves

Hide in our safe spaces

Until we root and get eaten

By our own stupidity

Run Away

When things are so bad

That you can not stay

Focused and everything

Is so sad

That you cannot live anymore

You are looking for the door

To another life or no life

At all

Then is time to get away

Run far away

Before you are getting

Killed or kill yourself

Just by accident