They say that the grass is always greener somewhere around the corner but how many corners are there to not end up where you are
Day 2537, green.
Day's pictures, PoetryDay 2536, I have.
Daily picture, Poetry
I have a window outside for when I want to look outside for when I feel inside
Day 2535, selling air.
Day's pictures
Friedrich Nietzsche
The gay science
Book one
17 Finding a motive for one ‘s poverty. – There is clearly no trick that enables us to turn a poor virtue into a rich and overflowing one, but we can surely reinterpret its poverty nicely into a necessity, so that its sight no longer offends us and we no longer make reproachful faces at fate on its account. That is what the wise gardener does when he places the poor little stream in his garden in the arms of a nymph and thus finds a motive for its poverty: and who wouldn’t need nymphs as he does?
Day 2534, who knows.
Daily picture, Poetry
I wouldn't mind
living
with myself
for a while
Day 2533, what?
Daily picture, Poetry
If I only could touch the warm water I see now I know how cold it is
Day 2532, though.
Daily picture, Poetry
Though you don’t throw a shadow over me you are still hanging suspiciously over me
Day 2531, sandpaper.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I sanded away my sorrows and now I have to rip the paper away the machine did its work the paper is filled with dust I am not much lighter but it feels smooth
Day 2530, current.
Daily picture, Poetry
Memories surrounded by hills
and mountains
fed by waterfalls that bring
cold water
to slowly renew the fjord
a part of the sea
its salt conserves
the current not there
it was always there
and will be
Day 2529, reflects.
Daily picture, Poetry
The moon reflects in what it pulls like I do with you
Day 2528, roundabout.
Daily picture, Poetry
Friedrich Nietzsche
Human all too human II
Mixed opinions and maxims
214 The discoverers of trivialities. -Subtle spirits, for whom nothing lies farther afield than a triviality, often discover one of these after following all sorts of roundabout ways and mountain trails and take great pleasure therein, to the amazement of those who are not subtle
Day 2527, I saw.
Daily picture, Poetry
I saw only your shadow above me and it was hard to see if you flew away or straight down into the ground towards me
Day 2526, dissappear.
Daily picture, Poetry
You can shine a light on it
but why not three
and see the shadows
disappear
Day 2525, what happened.
Daily picture, PoetryDo you ever wonder
what happens
in between the seconds
Day 2524, window.
Daily picture, Poetry
The best room in the house is often
the one you can see the furthest
I wonder what that is about
Day 2523, another.
Daily picture, Poetry
Last night somewhere somewhere in my dreams I stood on dry land a pier underwater I was waiting for the boat it seems without doors only when I turned around did I see the door open
Day 2522, only.
Daily picture, Poetry
I saw this house that is no longer a house it has a roof that is no longer a roof the windows are shut boarded up from inside the door still opens but only from outside
Nochrisis 