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Thinking

My mind is cold

Calculating

How things could be

What will happen

What will not happen

Underneath that is

Grief, sorrow and frustration

Time will only heal

Some wounds

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Disruptions

I lost my life

I lost my meaning

The path disappeared

Over night,

A sort of repetitive pattern

I would show in my life

Huge contrasts and a dramatic

Breakup from past relation and meanings

Things, matter and economy became upside down

As I tried to get out of the dizziness

Finding a new way of being

It left scars in the soul

Bleeding and screaming for safety

Avoiding every risk

Making life dull and boring

And soon enough

It was time to disrupt

Again and again

Until the bitter end

That is now

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The Great Quest for Reality

I had this feeling of losing

Grip of reality

It seemed like reality had its

Benefits and deficits

The question is what is what

Dreaming is one level

True but mercurial disappearing

In the morning light

Only leaving slightly contours of memories

The repetitive world of every day

Is very much an illusion

When we leave it behind is just gone

Like a dream

Therefore my question is

What is reality and when is it really

Reality?

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Words

Putting all this energy on writing

Giving words to the readers

Feeding them with stories

And nuances that colors

The mind

Some small

Fragments of thoughts

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The Flight of the Swallow

Freedom is a curious thing

Hard to define

Seeking its root

In a mixture of feeling and reason

Time passes quickly

Technology and the many wars

Reduces what it could be or enhance it

Laws and our perceptions

Changes but maybe it is

The ability of our own capacity

When it is working

That is part of

A gigantic conundrum

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Easter, The Day After

This day between

The crucification and

The resurrection

A limbo, a void

The birds don’t take notice

Nor does the trees

Only we that still

Believe

Hoping for a good deal

At the final judgment