Sea is the answer
To all the problem
The sea was there before us
The sea will be here after us
Spices will come and go
The ocean remains
Ignorant and wise
Forever
The Sea
The Ego and the Sea
Trapped by myself
Enclosed and encircled
By my own mind
I looked at the sea
Ever changing
No constant no mind
Just movement
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Downsizing
Stepping down
From the position
Good life and money
Needed
The same old story
Repeated again and again
We start out rather well
But the waves takes the beach
Soon the land and safety is gone
Only water remains
Were there once stood a city
Land is hard to keep
When the sea is at work
Long will it be remembered
In legends and fairy tails
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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
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Invisible
Traveling along the small trail in
Far north
The road keeps turning
This road
Were once used by the
German Vermacht
Built by the Germans
After they hunted all the
Islanders away
This is not a road but still a road
Overgrown by flowers and nettles
Like history itself more
Fiction than fact
But still underneath
The stones and gravels
Are there as well as some
Barbed wire
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Doggerland
The coast is lost
The safe haven gone
The rising water
Changed everything
Our beloved land
Now under water
For thousand of years
To come,
Hiding our monuments
And our ancestors dreams
The barren cliffs and marshes
Will be ours to keep
Fighting the sea and
The others
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Wrecking The Boat
Sometimes we become trapped
In the past
While life moves on
Confused
We are trying the old patterns,
Ways and tricks
But to no avail
We are starting to sink
And the only way
Is to keep swimming
The destruction did not
Make us wise but kept us going
With as much as we could carry
Only to end up almost naked
At the beach, starting all over
Again and again
Until we perished into the
The cold, deep blue
Baltic
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Wasted Time
The blocked energy
Forever contained
In contradictions
It is just getting worse
Futile to make a change
The river flows slowly
Towards the sea
Soon it will be too late
Or maybe it is to late
Already to change
This life past
Without meaning
Why was I ever here
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Empty
All the energy
Has gone to comfort you
My mind and soul
Is like an empty
Shell in a backwater
Waiting to being
Washed away
To the merciless
Sea
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Baltic Blues
The sea is pale deep blue
Cold and unfriendly
Balancing the land
Creating melancholy
And herring
