Oceanslice #poem

Grant me blessings to freeze this ocean of joyto cut myself the waves and to hoard them safely at home. Grant me blessings to hence level the seato fish and rocks and truth and yield what I have sown. Grant me blessings to resist even the fiercest windsto promise lands if I should cave and... Continue Reading →

Mind’s seasoning #poem

To stay the same While leaves play dress up in the mind What a shame To choose cornfields over winter beach sanding What a waste When one is standing where no one can find.

Finding my great unknown #poem

Hear the cry of your soul yearning for more Slashing against every pore of your core Don’t you see the shadowlands inside Masking the great beyond in the sky? Can’t you see the light behind the lies That once innocent now hides sights? Jump off now to loosen your neck Swear off drugs, all hands... Continue Reading →

Car crash coloured sky #poem

Pray for the city shining through puddles Soaking my parka and pizza and soul Say this pilgrim expects cuddles After a long and weary walk home. Traffic lights in bloom, they stop, I run A jungle of fluorescent smog my goal Home is where there is no sun Only traffic and a commune of moles.... Continue Reading →

A brain storm on the meaning of life

The buddha says suffering is inevitableBut meaning is today’s holy grail. We don't see the forest from all the trees. We are alive. Why? Because our body is capable of consciousness. Why? Because the body gets food and water every day and sleeps regularly. Why? The body is living in an environment that supplies what... Continue Reading →

Is the soul a myth? On dissecting identity

Let's strip ourselves bare layer by layer starting with skin, childhood and prayer: Who are we beneath all we say we are? The soul lives only in the now, like a flash of lightning in the dark of night illuminating all. Talking about identity is like approximating something that exists on another dimension, without having... Continue Reading →

My kind of magic (hint you’re it)

My new reality is stringed together by moments of connectivity and self-care. I search for these gems amid the crowd in gigs, on a protest with strangers, in the eyes of my pets. I feel my endorphins dancing when hearing my friends voice, and I am addicted to it. I choose them especially when I... Continue Reading →

For the love of #poem

On the days when my friends all cancel or its my turn my fridge is empty and my mood more so i wish i'd rather be in church No holy water ever touched my head No saintly seizure my brain Yet here I sit and talk of God And drip his wine into my vein

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