Fear and Reason

Suddenly all rational thinking

Disappeared and only

Undefined fear remained

Realizing that not being

In control will be the new normal

Taking Action

Action is not forming

My life

But great passivity is

I cannot take action

I want to take action

Change, be active

But the fear is

Definitely much greater

That makes the options

In my life so limited

Running away don’t

Help me at all

Since I bring

That fear with me

All the time

Disruption

Our life’s are filled with control

Disruption are part of that control

Changing our behavior and thinking

Life tend to be even more controlled

Afterwards until there are so much

Control that freedom is the exception

That is a truly destructive illusion

Fitting our time and mind

The waves tell a different story

A Trapped Enigma

The night is not dark

More blue and filled with errors

This is the twilight zone

A place for melancholy

And desire

Long gone memories returning

To the land of the dead

Fear and frozen fingers

Silence and mosquitos

Only the tiny creek

Provides some distracting noise

Listen, listen

Because you will not hear

Anything

Unless you are humble and patient

The forgotten gods is almost gone

Still present in the

White summer night

Triage

Waking up an early morning

The light is the same

Everything else is different

The selection of people has started

Being very obvious still surprising

We are numbered, separated

Then going back to our normal life

Pretending it never happened

Some of being gone though

The old and infirm

Especially hiding in the shadow

Avoiding attention

The Words

I have no hope and no fear

Just a feeling of being free

Free like Kazantzakis

Reading the writings on the dirty wall

Long time ago in Heraklion, Crete

A game of words

Leading to this conclusion

Still so tempting for

The tired mind

Ending the Relationship

Anxiety cannot help

It only tells you to run

Run quickly

Everything more complex

Than that anxiety will not solve

Anything

But here I am running around

Prepared to leave

Without money or anything else

Needed to live

Just starting all over again

The No Love City

I travel through the gray

City of no love

Greed and need built this town

Work and fear kept this place

For the power of the king by the grace of God

It Forced the people together

Poverty and starvation

Misery and the will to work

And here we are in the

Big gray city

Where love has died

Still it is very pretty

A honey trap for

The fly

Life is Fear

Fear is a strange thing

Part biology, part psychology

Controlling our life

Making us change sidewalks

Now and then

All our actions is controlled by fear