The mind is very limited
Resting on old assumptions
Fantasies and distorted conclusions
All that is good
Just enough
When I drink my tea
During
Sunset
The mind is very limited
Resting on old assumptions
Fantasies and distorted conclusions
All that is good
Just enough
When I drink my tea
During
Sunset
Losing my mind
All the thing
All the thoughts
Are being demolished
Destroyed
Soon I will not know
Who I once was
Just a human leftover
In a big city
Realizing who I am
A pile of bones and marrow
And something more
Sometimes
This rainy day it did not matter
The water did not care
Life in the city can be
Like a sleepless night
There is always something
Going on, somewhere
People moving around, walking,
Biking, begging, drinking, making out
Or living in their mobile screen slowly
Losing their mind and soul to the big monster
That is Internet
Getting lost and being abused by
The big five
This ultimate madness that drives humanity
Into the dance of death
With it self late in the Holocene
Life is getting slower when you grow old
The stories and dramas repeats itself
Every human thinks he is unique but
In reality we are just copies
Replicating patterns known from before
With some small variations
Accepting this is freedom
This is a small planet
Slowly we connect to
Each other all over
The Globe
Fragile and small, almost
On the verge of being overheated
We live in this corner of universe
And whatever happen to us
We have to be mindful of our
Limited options
Monday is the worst of days
Always filled with hard awakenings
The dream is over, the family drama
Has ended everybody lost
Back to the ordinary life
At work, school, unemployment or
Whatever takes you through the week
The human illusion is so vibrant
What we have to do or not to do
Just a few feet away another
Parallel world awaits us
Patiently
Everyday from dawn to dusk
I watch the people pass by
The snow is falling
The sleepless night arrives
Together with the feeling of being numb
Incapable to change anything of important
So please stranger accept my gift
Of hopelessness and despair
And let it fill your mind
When your life is almost as dark as mine
Together we can share this black velvet cover
And let it keep us warm and alive
the world turns on a word
How to be organized
I'm just another dreamer...
let's mend the broken
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Rare Poetry and Food stories
Rhymes and Reasons
Making People Cool and Author
How to feel better again
Fitter. Faster. Healthier.
Talking about comedy that is not worth talking about
mental health & personal development
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Dating Tips for Everyone
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Life Hacks and Advice
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