He passed by
and almost everything changed in me.
He passed by
and almost everything changed in me.
Fear of the possible pain
is what makes life
a bit more complicated
Two days of silence
One for having nothing honest to say,
and the other for the audience seeking the false.
On the third day, I began to speak,
and it was all about duality.
Transiting to a new phase,
smooth
like a walking palm tree.
growing a branch
cutting a branch
stretching all the way up
yet, still, grounded
barefoot
in the hall of shame
I love
dancing in wide open spaces
in big department stores
instead of casually walking,
I rather flow forward
and sometimes turn around
I find joy
in breaking the habitual
in being spantanous
and coherently random.
I find freedom
in facing my fear
in writing
in short sentences and simple words
in empathy.
You know why you are angry?
because your heart wanted to do it
and you didn’t.
you are poor
in the sense that you don’t have much time
your time is short
so what you have to do
is to once in a while
give this thought a second
that everyone
“the crowd”
is lost and wrong.
and that you can’t afford
waiting.
Love is a soft thing
but it has sharp edges
It is a light feeling
but it comes massive
Love is so rare
so unique
so special
but also common
and also mainstream
Love is all the good things we always had
and yet something we never had.
It is indeed, everything.
we all lie
but some lie a little more
a little bigger