A thousand things in my head, planned and spontaneous, as if they had all arranged to meet at once now. Now all at once, planned chaos in the head, that was not foreseeable. The plan – as laid out there – loses its ground. Sudden flashes of inspiration attack it, emerge, dive off, swift and… Continue reading Just, like this
Author: sim1
Not yet.
First impressions in the morning, not tangible, still in this world, yet I want to be intangible, blown away and transcended. Not absorbing, out-breathing. Just let her breathe me in, I push her through me. Nothing pulls me, no need or want, just exhaling, inhaling happens by itself. Once again today she won’t get me,… Continue reading Not yet.
Adam 1.
You’re actually not doing badly, and from a certain perspective, that’s a huge understatement. Your life is dazzling and everything around you is going exactly according to plan, according to your plan. You have always been intelligent enough not to leave anything to chance and have set realistic and ambitious goals for yourself. “The sky… Continue reading Adam 1.
Plastic Love
You can’t let go of the smooth surface, you slide off without holding on, you see yourself reflected in her lifeless eyes, no more danger here. The feeling of dull superiority fills you, mixed with numb forlornness. There was a time, you can’t remember exactly when you could feel your heart beating in your chest.… Continue reading Plastic Love
Transhift
Right before I lost myself in this endless vastness and lightness, I drowned once again in the heaviness. My breath stood still under the pressure that was lying on my chest. My heart stopped beating, it ended this old rhythm, this outlived melody. Nothing worked anymore, nothing progressed, everything gave up its service, all programs… Continue reading Transhift
Against the wall
Just before I woke up, the dream was still so beautiful, and then came the shift. I dreamt you were there, and you, and you, and you. A feeling of connectedness beyond all loneliness. In my human life this was a rare feeling, and I felt all the more arrived and accepted. No longer an… Continue reading Against the wall
Hen Party
So there it was at last. This moment, this one. The one. Twinkling, I look down at you, up again, into your eyes, which are mine. I no longer recognize myself. My memory is distorted, and so I think I do not know you, and I have known you all my life, but my whole… Continue reading Hen Party