I like to look at my reflection
from the other side of the window
from there I can look inside
through my outside
and in the evening
the colors fade
with grey black and white
and something speaks
in forms and forms
I look at the roof
of the building you build
with words
I am not sure if I look down on it
or that your roof is so slanted
to cover all sides
from the erosion my words
will inflict
overtime
I was just
just hanging around my shadow
looking together
the same directions
moving along
loving him
for the simpler form he is
of me
If you take away the blues
you end up with a grey sky
and sometimes a red line
162 Egoism.– Egoism is the law of perspective applied to feelings: what is closest appears large and weighty. and as one moves farther away size and weight decrease
Reflection is important
just make sure you are not in the picture
or at most
upside down
It is clear to me how to open the door
but it feels
you say
I shouldn’t
so why tempt me
Down at the bottom it can be all dark grey
but be assured
at the top
the greyness is lighter
It is hard to look inside a dark room
for all involved
inside your eyes get used
but what do you see
outside your eyes are used
to see what you know
My balcony
I don’t have one
but I often stand on one
looking at the sea
the one I don’t see
but for the distance
I do remember
I love the distance
where my thoughts disappear
and I don’t have to
I can’t
catch them
I was looking at the street
to see if I already had
been going here
not realizing
the surround now
and probably then
as the reason for why
I was lost
93 But why do you write?– A: I am not one of those who think with an inky pen in their hand, much less one of those who in front of an open inkwell abandon themselves to their passions while they sit in a chair and stare at the paper. I am annoyed by and ashamed of my writing; writing is for me a pressing and embarrassing need, and to speak of it even in a parable disgusts me. B: But why, then, do you write? -A: Well, my friend, to be quite frank: so far, I have not discovered any other way of getting rid of my thoughts. -B: And why do you want to get rid of them? -A: Why 1 want to? Do I want to? I must. -B: Enough! Enough!
Be exactly who you want to be, do what you want to do
I am he and she is she but you’re the only you
No one else has got your eyes, can see the things you see
It’s up to you to change your life and my life’s up to me
The problems that you suffer from are problems that you make
The shit we have to climb through is the shit we choose to take
If you don’t like the life you live, change it now it’s yours
Nothing has effects if you don’t recognise the cause
If the programme’s not the one you want, get up, turn off the set
It’s only you that can decide what life you’re gonna get
If you don’t like religion you can be the antichrist
If your tired of politics you can be an anarchist
But no one ever changed the church by pulling down a steeple
And you’ll never change the system by bombing number ten
Systems just aren’t made of bricks they’re mostly made of people
You may send them into hiding, but they’ll be back again
If you don’t like the rules they make, refuse to play their game (get you, get you, get you, get you, get you, get you, get you)
If you don’t want to be a number, don’t give them your name
If you don’t want to be caught out, refuse to hear their question
Silence is a virtue, use it for your own protection
They’ll try to make you play their game, refuse to show your face
If you don’t want to be beaten down, refuse to join their race
Be exactly who you want to be, do what you want to do
I am he and she is she but you’re the only you
I saw myself today
in the role I play
in the movie I show
to the world
but I was the only one
watching
I saw a light
caught in a cage
strings attached
is what I understood
for the reason
why
What is colorful in you
makes you interesting
but where do I go
to get closer
the colors
or what’s behind
one of the doors
Nochrisis 