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

Night Fights

The long dark night is here

Agony and fear being present

Waking me up

In the hour of the wolf

Half awake

I am in my bed and cannot run

Freezing in panic

While the monster

Approaches

Opening my eyes

To face the end

But all I see is

The empty void

Of every day life

The dark room and

The warm balmy air

Surrounding me

Telling me not to fear

What is not

Monsters

Fighting unlikely monsters at night

In my mind

They have strange shapes and forms

No peace of mind

And speaks my language

Only agony remains here

The end not in sight

That’s it

But not quite

Hollow creatures

Moving up and down

The walls of my cell

Prisoner of the mind

Chained to a surreal reality

That might exist

Or not

On the Road

Life can be like

A very long journey

Through the desert

Windy, sandy and dirty

Slowly draining you of energy

Changing the perspective

Turning around the prism

In the kaleidoscope

Nothing is clear

The way has been lost

Long time ago

So suddenly

Any road is the right one

If you don’t know

Where to go

 

Disintegration

 

Now and again

I am back at being

A young boy

Being told

By others

About how much problem

I have an that I need

Professional care to manage

I believed that for a long time

Until I realized that I am a house

And that a house does not need

A bike or a car but a good roof

Dark Morning

Suddenly I woke up

In a moment of

Short, sanity

Realizing that

Inside me

A birth was taking place

Confused and overwhelmed

I started to examine what type

Of birth it was, realizing that I did not

Really know maybe

A parasite or a new me?

A fantastic idea or a new way

To make tea?

Something very different it was

Quickly disappearing out of

The consciousness and I

Went into the gray clout of

Everyday winter light

Journey Through the Night

Floating through space

It is black and wide

No stars only the black

Earth under me and

The black sky above

No perspective

We are deep under the surface

Traveling through the night

Like an enlighten beast

Soon we will see if

There ever is a day

Or eternal night

Interference and Illusions

IMG_1872I fell into silence in this empty world

Realizing that maybe the solution

Is not what I thought

Lessons comes dearly

Takes effort and time

I paid with almost 25 years

For the illusion that my anxiety

My life could be better

With someone telling me what to do

That I would be free through therapy

What an illusion

What a crazy fantasy

I did choose this way of imprisonment

Wasting my life with useless talking

Instead of taking action and changing

The conditions