What about todayWhen there is no tomorrowTime leaves youYou are leftBehind, while there is nothing aheadMemory, bittersweetEmerging from a maelstrom, getting absorbed by a voidTears of grief, tears of joyAliveness invades, kills what you believed to be true, realSpacetime loses its coordinatesYou loseYou are lost Alive
Tag: void
Just a Visitor
Not from here, not from thereComing from nowhere,Never going anywhereEmerging from no ground,from anything into nothing,remains it finally unnamed. Never rooted here, never thereTransient motion and form,merging into volatile manifestation,a dissolving dream.I don’t belong anywhereAttachment teaches about pain,When transience changes and takes awayWhat became so familiar,surrender Sensation sparkling up for a second,all there is,to be… Continue reading Just a Visitor
Perspective
Facing the vastness of the voideventually, I will get lostoverwhelmed.Whatever I am or was will becomeswallowedby oblivion.There was never anyone to be knownnothing to knowAll memory of myself will ceaseas well as all traces I left afterI will be gone.All achievement will be meaningless,All failing will not matter,dissolving into the tremendous empty space. Facing the… Continue reading Perspective
Journey into the void
It is not really evident when everything started, even the “how” is more like a conceptual memory. At some point, I was born, and this “I” unfolded through what was reflected to me, through what was projected onto and into me, by those who became my projection. I am the result of a long, sometimes… Continue reading Journey into the void
A Bathtub full of Acid
Dissolving into the unknownMysteryWhere I have no name anymoreAttachment to this physical worldVanishingI have no groundNo reasonNowhereTo stay to remain to goIt’s overIt’s startingEverything lostAnd arisingWhat I cannot comprehendCannot nameWho am II am thatI am not
Dreamlike
Airless space it seems, and yet it breathes softly, gently. A light breeze penetrates but does not disturb the emptiness. Bringing with it stories from a seemingly different dimension, I listen. The scent of a world spreads out, in which everything revolves around itself, turns and spins, and dizziness. The impression is strong and the… Continue reading Dreamlike