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 looming
haunting
controlling our fates

The ghost
of a burned bridge


 

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The first crow
to appear
talked to me for hours
wouldn’t leave

It wanted to be my messenger

I asked if it could to travel
Across the sea
bring a message
I  myself cannot give

«I release you»
«I forgive you»
«I love you»
«I wish you well»

The second crow
grasped my awareness
as I walked down the street
(I was weirded out by all these talking crows today)

It asked me to embark on a journey

I accepted
and was catapulted to the sky
higher and higher.
I wasn’t prepared

As I regained my balance
I looked down
and what I saw was this:
My body on the ground beneath me

Talking to a crow

Then I flew

 



Unicorn
impalement
hurts

only

until you admit

they
are
nothing

but

mythical
creatures.



circles
around the truth

and my past lives
are facepalming


The other woman
The whore
The one you enjoyed in front of me
The internal inverted snake

The deceptive energy of life
The betraying one
The one preventing you from unity
The mother of monsters

Drinking her elixir
to gain her powers
Not understanding old wisdoms
Not listening to new warnings
Not using your God-given intuition
But controlling yourself
Into madness
Into darkness
Into corruption of your soul

And grey turns black.


 


The all seeing eye
Revealing your karma

your future
in your past

History interweaving
stories of universal justice


 


“God, I want an alien»
“but you aren’t ready, my son»
«Let me prove I am»
begged the man
«but if you fail, she may be mortal, too»
warned God.
«I am a man of honor»
said the man
«I will keep her safe»

And so God let him meet her.

And she said
«I love you»

And the man was happy.

But soon he felt doubt
and it saddened her
So he got angry with her hurt
and she felt scared
then he was offended
with her fear
and destroyed her

God said
«but I saw you, my son
you pretended to be a man of honor
to win her heart
a heart that loved you dearly
then you tortured her
to get rid of her
so you no longer had to see the pain you had created
you did all this evil
to one of my creatures
just like I expected from a human being.
And now she is infected, too.

Do you have anything to say for yourself?»

«I felt bad»
said the man

And God said
«and after destroying her
do you feel better?»

«I do»
said the man

And God said
«so this is why earth is hell
and this is why still
you are mortal»



fragments of past pain
move like kids on the dance floor
protected by our love
until they dance like pros



Am I talking to a wall ?

The echoes
unusually strong today

I oscillate
between
the feeling of joy
over being understood
so easily

and the feeling of fear
that only
empty rooms
carry sound
this well.



I close my eyes
and see
how simple
life
should have been



two souls
meet
in a corridor

nod
and proceed

as if they were human



fireworks
darkness before
darkness after
not same color



Inner sceneries
create
life

Paint!

Slowly


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