You are nature,in human form,not just a part of nature.Born from the Great Motherwhose name you have forgottenEngaging in the fall of a civilisationAs having been there already beforeIn cyclesSince eonsRise and fallGrowth and decayBirth and deathCycle of life Bits shift to the stars,Bits remain as a testimony for your children I’m with you, mother,I… Continue reading You are
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
Chasing Phantoms
The gaze follows a shadow, in diverse gray. It leads into a blurred memory, a presumed origin of existence. Long ago, the shadow was given a name. A name, full of expectation for an imaginary future. For an idea to manifest in flesh and blood. This idea, this name, this expectation became personality, identity. Identity… Continue reading Chasing Phantoms
Glowing
After the rain washed away the dirt from todayA golden fire is burningLast clouds are dissipatingCarrying memory from the storms of yesterdayMemoriesof birth and deathLife amidst allEmerging in time, spaceAnd beyondVast are youTranscending all boundariesTo take presence in allThere is And in your very transienceYou are the eternal forceThat washes away yesterdayAnd makes tomorrow a… Continue reading Glowing
Ready
I’m living on the edge of nothingness. I’m tired, tired of engaging, participating in any temporary illusionary phenomena, no matter to which idea they may belong. There’s just no desire for anything, anymore. Just breathing, sensing movement, vibration, pulse, sound. Awareness. This tiredness is not of heavy nor lethargic nature, don’t get me wrong. It’s… Continue reading Ready
Awakening from Trauma
Gabor Maté is one of the most inspiring and wise professionals for me when it’s about trauma and its effects on cultural and individual health/condition. His wisdom and knowledge were a light shining through the darkness of my subconscious while processing and releasing childhood and epigenetic trauma. In the video below he refers especially to… Continue reading Awakening from Trauma
Silence
Silence is swallowing meall words have been saidall stories have been toldnothing remainsa blank canvasready to be written on anewbutthere are no wordsto describe, to name, to fathomthe depth, the vastness, the emptinesswords cannot dive into this abysscannot delve into that otherworldlinessall left behindwhile “behind” has no correlation anymore there was the moment the last… Continue reading Silence
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
Blurring
The gaze fixed on a distant goal in an imaginary futureRooted in a past, merely a memoryAttached to nostalgiaOr terrorDistracted from an imaginary nowThe direction is – escapeFrom a place where everything seems unbearableWrongOut of orderEscaping and distraction keep you aliveIn your fabricated realityFrom your fabricated realityAt any cost, you want to preserve, conserve, continueThe… Continue reading Blurring
Healing from the Incurable
Human organic life, from the very first breath, is dedicated to death, its beginning contains its end. The body’s nature is transient, it’s a brief appearance of structured molecules/matter in the vast realm of imaginary time and space, and it tells a story of life, of human life and experience. Its cells and DNA carry… Continue reading Healing from the Incurable