What does it mean?

Meaning is part of the creation of the mind. Inherently, life has probably no meaning that can be fathomed. However, biological beings seem to be driven by survival instincts. Nature appears to be very raw when it comes to reproduction and food choices. Via the brains, these mysterious organs of humanoid organic beings, impressive minds… Continue reading What does it mean?

Doorwall

You walk through this door, and you are certain, there is a door, to get in, to get out, to get through. The path seemed so clear, what was clearly your soul, your spirit tribe, guided you, prepared you, since incarnations. You heard, you answered the call. It could not lead to any other place,… Continue reading Doorwall

Annihilation

I’m losing itForgot my nameMy rootsThe causeWhere did it all start?Where do I begin?When what whyBelongBecome Birth, a mother’s memory, long goneDeath, dissolution that has already happenedA story, that already ended while it is toldThis present moment is ever a relic Forever chased, forever left behindFutile attempts to grasp itBut it does not existA phantom… Continue reading Annihilation

Off\me

When you think of meI am a thoughtSometimes a feeling, that comes as a thoughtSometimes a thought, that comes as a feeling. I am not that.This image, created, done. I am not the words, the names that have been learned, written, imprinted, carved.Words that draw your image, your map of reality,of someone’s and something’s and… Continue reading Off\me

Abyss

It’s very dark, you cannot see, although your eyes are wide open.Some sublime terror is surrounding you.It’s the terror of death, your annihilation, the annihilation of everyone and everything that ever meant something to you. The stories that wrote your life, your past. The mirrors that reflected love, and you sometimes have chased this reflection… Continue reading Abyss

Fragment #5 – The Box

The conceptual world, usually mistaken for “reality”, is of huge fragmentation and everything is separated through names and affiliations from each other. This apparent world is not real, it exists just as an imaginary mind map – while the landscape just is. And it isn’t even a landscape because nothing can be seen, be traveled,… Continue reading Fragment #5 – The Box

Fragment #4

Resurrection/Memory – It was an Easter Sunday or Monday in the second year of the new millennium when an experience, which phenomena are in some notions described as a “Kundalini awakening”, set me irreversibly on fire. That time of my beginning to mid-twenties has been utterly challenging. I have been some strange mixture between being… Continue reading Fragment #4

Light sparkling Darkness

From the darkness, I am bornDestination unknownEmerging from the formless into formShifting matter – no matter I am the sunriseThat wakes you from your night dreams I am the high noonIn which your sleep turns into a volatile shadow I am the sunsetTurning the vibrant bright light into twilightTo bring it back home to its… Continue reading Light sparkling Darkness