tirsdag 24. oktober 2023

☆ streetlights ☆

theres a lot you might realize

on a night bathed in streetlights

between sips of red wine

that will spin the stars in your mind

round and around


life tastes of greif

salt, and blood

beware of

the destructive 

asteroid 

we call love


when all light is gone

constellations of stars

highlight our scars

our minds like war zones 

our hearts like sinking stones

we are blue, bare and cold

yearning for a bit of warmth

dying for a speck of love



your one

he leaves to soon

melts into the moon

don't dear dream

he'll melt into you

a warmth you almost had

but will ultimatly loose

dont get your hopes up

they'll lay flat 

where he stomps his shoes


but you adore him

never then less

you might do so

until your death

and when that glory day

may come

when you'll finally lay your head down 

no one can say 

you lived a life without love

lørdag 21. oktober 2023

☆ am i my brain? ☆

i don't see how anyone

can keep composure

stay sane

being tied to another 

invisible chain

tied to these arms

this body

this brain


is this all i am?

a biologic miracle

of human evolution

a set of cognitive abilities

that became liabilities

in dopamine narcotic cities


i am able to grasp so much

but i'll never quite understand

what the universe is

who i am

an animal in the eukarya domain?

a piece of moving meat

narcissistic enough 

to think i am not

that everything i am

can simply not rot 

when my body is buried 

and long forgot


my consciousness wants to be

more than 

an organ in a body

it wants to be

part of some intergalactic web

some energetic fabric

separate form

my shelter of flesh

i want to have a soul

or an energy one can not

feel or hold


so scared of fading 

into nothing

stiff and cold

my last hope is to be eternal

through dirt, bacteria and mold

give life to poppies

who braid into my soil

mandag 16. oktober 2023

stranger

these are somebody

elses hands

elses hair

elses eyes

i look in the mirror 

and the stranger looks back

i wonder what she thinks

and how she is like

mandag 9. oktober 2023

☆ the universe experiencing itself ☆

complex celestial beings

highly intelligent species

capable of miracles like 

science

philosophy 

advanced technology

but we can never understand 

anything really

about the world

or how we feel

i'm playing a guessing game

russian roulette

with chemical signals

in my brain

my neurotransmitters

driving me insane

analyzing abstract sensations

through a sense system

that is flawed

distorted

formed 

by unreliable lenses 

called eyes

and the multicolored visions

they create for me

are judged and perceived

through my personal experience 

of reality

shaped by ideas and beliefs

formed by 

the field 

where i sprung up 

the dirt 

where i first

fixed my roots 

i grow

i rot

i bloom


our only expression

way to convey

miracles of the universe 

the absurdity we observe

is using our bodies as instruments

to play out thoughts and feelings

to use as much of our hands

brains

tongues

eyes

to show all we can

and can't see

let someone know how we 

hurt and heal
 
how doomed and blessed

we are to feel

cycles and patterns

never ending wheel

through our veins

runs something so surreal

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