Day 2178, borders
Day's picturesDay 2177, I forgot.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I was watching paint dry
for many years
and I have to say
I forgot how bright the color was underneath
the layer I once
painted over it
Day 2176, calm.
Day's pictures, Poetry
The water is dark from my vessels reflections
it absorbs the grey sky
it is calm
~
I see no sun
is it going up or down
the grey sky has taken all its light
and a sign
~
standing at a distance
I can imagine a sudden sound
an engine that starts
movement
a ripple dispersing the reflection
~
I can still imagine
Day 2175, reflection.
Day's pictures, Poetry
At least there is one thing
we all can see
that appears to all of us
the same
Day 2174, teaching.
Day's pictures
Friedrich Nietzsche
Thus spoke Zarathustra, second part
And if someone goes through fire for his teaching – what does this prove? Indeed, it means more when one’s own teaching comes out of one’s own fire!
Day 2173, shedding.
Poetry
Friedrich Nietzsche
The Gay science
26 What is life? – Life – that is: continually shedding something that wants to die; Life – that is: being cruel and inexorable against anything that is growing weak and old in us, and not just in us. Life – therefore means: being devoid of respect for the dying, the wretched, the aged? Always being a murderer? And yet old Moses said: ‘Thou shalt not kill.’
Day 2172, towards me.
Day's pictures, Poetry
You cant even reflect the colors behind you
standing there with your back
towards me in the entrance
Day 2171, rooted.
Day's pictures, Poetry
We are anchored in the past and the future
but it doesn’t feel like that
Day 2170, even when.
Day's pictures, Poetry
In the right conditions
we all look worn
~
even when we are
Day 2169, alien to me.
Day's pictures, Poetry
You have a mouth
nose
and eyes like me
but looking in your beady eyes that stare at me from behind the glass wall
I see nothing that I recognize
as if you live in another world
an older world
Day 2168, windows.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I made a window, a real one that opens to the world.
Not sure if I ever will open it, but I am glad that I made one.
Day 2167, pressure.
Day's pictures
Nothing on earth consumes a man more quickly than the passion of resentment.
Friedrich Nietzsche
Day 2166, still.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I can see inside
the oldest parts of me
once it swam
now it is just there
~
it pulls strings
mindlessly
like dead weight
~
a past that’s still
inside
Day 2165, Pyotr.
Day's pictures, Poetry
There were too many
so his death was not mourned
I am so disappointed that we still live in a world where a single person can have so much power that he (it is hardly ever a she) can start a war. I don’t believe in a higher power or that there is a reason for why we are here. If you think this through, you have to conclude that we are humans living on a planet and not humans living in a country that is all just made up and has no basis in reality besides a habit we all share for a couple of hundred years.
Day 2164, invasive thoughts.
Day's pictures, Poetry
It seemed like a normal day
and that worries me
Day 2163,
Day's pictures, Poetry
Nochrisis 