
The ordinary
everywhere you look around
first introspection

The ordinary
everywhere you look around
first introspection

I left you behind
running towards a loud call
a cup barely full

Confused reflection
answers lost in memory
turn off the bright light

You hit a ceiling
it turns out to be the floor
confusions do rhyme

I forgot something
because I threw it away
landing upside down

From closing my eyes
dark forests appear to me
a crownless darkness

A red wall black line
divided unequal parts
decide you are on

I love tall windows
they are raising the ceiling
a kite catches me

In a bright grey world
happiness is now for sale
deflating balloons

I am hanging here
but not by a thread it seems
a wishful hanging?

I do have no end
but you can let me go
for I am rusty

The storm pushes back
it feels out of rage to me
but I am cut off

Sculpting myself
and remember all the time
I did close my eyes

1(61)Everything which enters consciousness is the last link in a chain, a closure. It is just an illusion that one thought is the immediate cause of another thought. The events which are actually connected are played out below our consciousness: the series and sequences of feelings, thoughts, etc., that appear are symptoms of what actually happens! – Below every thought lies an affect. Every thought, every feeling, every will is not born of one particular drive but is a totalstate, a whole surface ofthe whole consciousness, and results from how the power of all the drives that constitute us is fixed at that moment – thus, the power of the drive that dominates just now as well as of the drives obeying or resisting it. The next thought is a sign of how the total power situation has now shifted again.

Do I want to see
faces in confused patterns
let us just sing more

Let’s imagine. Let’s imagine, or maybe better said, presume, that we are all here by coincidence. This spinning rock around a sun has had billions of years to produce us, and this rock will be swallowed by the same sun billions of years from now, long after we are all gone and forgotten. We are not more than a sneeze of our galaxy, and our galaxy is also not much more than a collection of rubble attracting each other.
Out of this will follow that all the rules, morals, and judgments are worth nothing besides their role in other made-up constructs. So what if we stop judging, and even better, and in theory even possible, what if we no longer learn kids how to judge. Show them the world in all its glory without judgment and let them grow up that way. Kids don’t care about the color of your skin, the country you’re from, or the gender you have or don’t have. The imagination in my thought experiment is thus the following: what would a world look like in 50 years, when most children have never learned how to judge? Imagine all these so-called world leaders who stink up the place now, and the only thing they do is to make sure the trains run on time and that there is food on the table. Politicians are no longer needed in a world like that, just people who know how to manage and organize, and they do that purely because things have to be organized, and do that without any imaginary reasoning.