These woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
Authorrusalka kapradinova
SUN SUN SUN
There’s only NOW. We always have just NOW and HERE. You don’t have an apartment, nor friends, nor family.. nothing. Those elements only surround you, not constantly by the way. But you always have this NOW and HERE. Use it and think less. Yeah.. think less.
HOW TO TREAT PEOPLE – A GUIDE TO BAKERY
I treat people like cakes. Cakes are way more delicious of course, but that’s not the point right now.
When I see a person – I see a cake that he can become when he’s already “baked”, even if now it is just a piece of dough. I like to see that potential, I like to see people that will evolve into something else during their life time journey..
CURIOUSITY NYMFO poem
What I see will never be mentioned
I’ll tighten the rope so I won’t make a sound
Putting torn words into the nightmare
Will wander like drunk, hitting the ground
GHOSTS OF ONESELF OR SHORT WAY TO SCHIZOPHRENIA
They are all nearby, they are all with me.
The shadows of me that never happened. All variation that could have happened.. if..
Invisible until attention’s eye catches them.
Lit by the moon light they get a body.. and a voice.. Are talking among themselves.
ANTICIPATION!
Anticipation! It occurred to him that his anticipation was more pleasant to him than the experiencing.