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

mandag 25. september 2023

☆ my friend ☆

blank numbness
lures me inn
mindless indifference
kisses my chin

the silver surface
says its time
strokes my hand 
murmurs goodnight 

i sink into
mirrors of blue
as the earth fades into
shadows
silhouettes
of my unconscious

my mind laced
with fog
my heart draped 
with smoke

nothingness swallows me
as i drown in a sea
of glistening mercury
waves of apathy

my essence
my soul
was once a breathing 
pulsating bird
of eccentric beauty 
burning with passion
glowing with curiosity

my soul was once
a phoenix of light
but the thunder storm
stole its sizzling wings
all fire was blown out

where there once was life
there once was serenity
i feel a churning black hole
with nails and rocks and needles
where my hands cannot reach
where my brain cannot grasp

i need to feel 
i need to fill
i'm trying to drown the void
the room which once held my soul
pour water where fire once roamed
numbed by the cold
cover burn marks with more smoke

soon i'll sink
in the silver on my hands
begging for the river to save me
remind me i am whole
i want water in my lungs
water fills
water hugs
water does what water can
as a friend
a source of life
the orgin of existence
on this entropic planet
we say we love 
but dont take care of
if i melt into the nature
become one with the ocean
i will be in the hands of mother earth
though i never feel enough
she'll make me all filled up

fredag 8. september 2023

*** potensiale - the french soldier

You have seen him
The french soldier
Drowning in waves
Of soft grass
Wine drips form his lips?

looking out the window
i remember the french soldier
seeing the silver clouds
gives me the same feeling
as looking at the aquirium
in the biology room
its this kind of feeling
that i always keep ignoring
the ovbious beauty in front of me
the beauty behind the ordinary

mandag 4. september 2023

☆ soft ☆


your mouth is incredibly soft
the silkiest of waterfalls
when you kiss me
the stream makes me dizzy
you’re syrupy sweet
i'm covered in honey
if you could only see
the colors flourishing inside me
whenever you laugh or talk
or look at me
you make me shine
bright and blinding like
shooting stars in my mind
the sparks in your eyes
reflecting the midnight sky 

when i close my eyes
i drown in a velvety sea
kaleidoscopes
of just me and you
you and me
lets paint the world
the color of our dreams
blending into the music
dreamy beats on repeat
 


tirsdag 29. august 2023

religion

once in a while
i let the earth mezmerize me
i get sucked in by the complexity
the ultraviolet kiss of the sun
the luminecent creatures of the sea
i feel the etheral capture me
everything feels captivating and unique
my curiosity like the depth of 
the deep sea
i let my skin and bones drag against the beach
by waves of mysteries
i feel a sort of bloossomlike amazement
when i tap into all the absurdity
the beauty behind the unpredictable 
the fine details of the universe
the big scheme of this masterpeice 
the veins and structure on the leaves 
their function and seasonal change into orange from green
the cordination of the birds as they float in the summer breeze
the acceleration of your skateboardwheels
how i can perceive you as cool from such an activity
how pop-culture, personality and tounge twisters came to be
every complex process inside the human body
from the neurotransmittets making me feel
to the bacteria-eating blood cells protecting me
to the way our eyes perceive color in different degrees
the pigment of flowers and fruits in the gardens i see
the fact that i can see
and listen
and feel
when i think about it
the fact that i exist is actually 
fucking crazy
it makes me want to dance wildly
amplify the positive energy
pulstating through me

mandag 28. august 2023

☆ my river ☆

you are my river
where i go to find peace
follow the slow pace of the streams
a buzzing sort of harmony 
as i lay my hair locks
in the silkiest of dreams
feel you caress my cheecks
and cover every peice of me
its suprisingly euphoric
physchadelic
let me melt into you
drown in the palette of your eyes
we'll let everything be good
for a little while

søndag 27. august 2023

☆ infinite ☆

they say you are lucky
if an artist loves you
because they will create
beauty that trancends time
you will live forever 
in sculptures of their life
i dont think any of us will
be eternal like stars
or become immortal through our art
but i think love will last through 
and the love i have for you
will forever float among
beautiful souls
and curious minds
that see the beauty in the sky
and the pleasure in silence
i dont think that will ever leave
the crust of the earth
so in a way we are infinite
like the invisible glue
holding together the universe
me and you
as we lay on your jacket
in the wet grass
watching the stars and moon pass
what a wonderful endeavour
to be made of glass

becoming☆☆☆

Sometimes I feel a new wave of me And owerwhelming breath in of "This is becoming" Of a gap from where i left That cliff long ago ...