The Shift

She’s intensely vibrating, radiating what is, into every corner of life, nowhere left to hide. From a human interpretation, it could be perceived as rage and destruction, but it’s not. It’s the flavor of a total transformation, a shift into an entirely new paradigm that cannot even be imagined through the filters of the old… Continue reading The Shift

Dark Delight

There is beauty that will kill you.It’s determined to kill you.A beauty that will make you forgetEverything.Give upAll.It will deprive you of your dreams,Nightmares and sweet illusions.All you ever wanted to live for,feared to live for,It will leave youRaw. Naked. Vulnerable.There’s no approach to thisBeautyWhile you are disguised behind lies.The lies of belief.The lies of… Continue reading Dark Delight

Towards Sunset

T he beauty of going down,can you feel it, in your pulsating, trembling cells?What is past has to perish,Ready to drown in darkness,not into oblivion,just back homeinto the unknown.To rise,transformed and altered,after gone through death,through the dark nights of the soul.The last day shifted into heavenly nothingness,Shining bright,Leaving traces through spaceand time.Without roots,just transcendent memory.

Heatwave

Greeting from Africa, surrounding you with the lonely and desperate silence of death, in the vastness of the desert, Sahara. Last breaths under the burning sun, dust and sand in the eyes, in the mouth, in the lungs. Burned skin. It’s traveling over the Mediterranean Sea, carrying desert sands, absorbing and transporting the nameless but… Continue reading Heatwave

Instant #0

There is a space where I don’t exist,I am lost.I can’t go there, no-one can go thereJust nowhere to enterNo matter how deeply I search,No matter how deeply I crave,No matter I,I am not.I, falling apart,I did not vanish,I did never existI am dreamt existence.Dreaming in lucidity,Dwelling in shapes like made of fluid, colored glass,Gazing… Continue reading Instant #0

Beyond I

There is feeling,and I don’t feel.I am dead,and this is absolute vibrancy.All longing is the past,and there is no future at all.All I am is tired,and all there is is awakening.Beauty expanding beyond form,melting with decay and death.Darkness is all the source,birthing the light forever.Inhaling the collapse with every breath,and ever exhaling the growth.All I… Continue reading Beyond I