The Life In Appolonia

Rain rather than sun

Grounded rather than spaced out

Minimalist rather than baroque

Snow rather then heat

A slow pace of life

Will not solve anything

Neither will reason

Or calculation

But leaving Apollo and

Dionysius

Behind in their eternal

Struggle

Awakening

Stepping out into the real world

It’s cold as ice in the middle of summer

Shadowy and shrank,

Fake and pretentious

Breeding the rotten stench

That is real, reality

Frozen death in a box

A Prayer for a Better World

Let us keep this world together

Let us keep it alive and well

Let us work together for a better world

A world with water, food and houses

For everyone in need

A world with school, hospital and resources to live

For everyone in need

A way for everyone to do a good deed

Inside Out

Travelling by my armchair

Reviewing places I never

Been to like Hong Kong Or

Shenzhen

Going down on street view

Seeing

The world in a flat way

The world in a different way

When things overwhelm you

Not much get done

Therefore you search for a way out

Interstellar

Freedom is being alone

Reading and thinking

Writing poems by the water

Creating another world

In this world but

Outside of it

Moving freely

Boundless in

Between spaces

Like in water

Forest

Happy to leave

The crazy city

Finding peace of mind

Under the gigantic

Fur tree

Like a protection

From an unforgiving

Sky