Day 2246, besides.

Day's pictures, Poetry

I feel safe with you

though I can’t see as far

as when alone

besides you

Day 2245, from dust.

Day's pictures, Poetry

You can blow a lot of air

or take it all in

either way

this way

make sure you never choke

on the never settling dust

Day 2213, scales in my mind.

Day's pictures, Poetry

Today it was cold outside for some

and to warm for others

~

funny how these numbers

these scales

gradations

divisions

mean anything

besides the empty numbers

conventions

agreements

Day 2203, live in.

Day's pictures, Poetry

Clouds can be so impressive

even if it is the last one you ever live in

Day 2202, unfold.

Day's pictures, Poetry

I thought it was a throw away day

but then I unfolded it

Day 2200, limited freedom.

Day's pictures, Poetry

I feel my free will

but are the wires I pull

stretching out into the world

attached only to what I think is real

is freedom not the joy you can have

of fantasizing the world you live in

being a cluster of stardust that can dream

Day 2198, feeling up.

Day's pictures, Poetry

Yesterday I found a switch

that could be turned up or down or all around

when I turned my head in welcome dispair over forgotten choices

I saw in the corner

this dirty old panel with lights and red buttons

symbols I recognize from the day’s before life

seems to have started

staring at it I remember slowly my little fingers hovering over these buttons

feeling for a choice

Day 2197, switch.

Day's pictures, Poetry

Sometimes you come across a switch

in life

one you don’t know what it does

and still you get the urge to turn

it up or down

which ever way feels good

Day 2196, timer.

Day's pictures, Poetry

I see the timer rests on zero

I forgot

do i still have to set it

or did it just go of

Day 2120, another view from my window.

Day's pictures, Poetry

The dark air stayed behind

when I closed the door

of the kitchen that already smelled

like the meal I will make

~

I opened the door

to the living room where the sun

still lit

a warmth that slowly left

cold glass

the earth turns

~

I stared at it

the colors that are left

without feeling

the motion

~

the smell from the kitchen

lured me away

I can soon sit down

and rest

inside

Day 2119, looking for.

Day's pictures, Poetry

I woke up

walking between white trees

and black branches

~

my new world was chaos

trees everywhere

but here

~

I fell backward

stumbled

it turned

~

I saw the rows

suddenly

and the trees

for the first time

~

disorder was just a misstep

and a turn

away

~

am I now afraid

to move

is that what I thought

just before I fell asleep

again

Day 2118, slowly.

Day's pictures, Poetry

When I stand in the forest

dark

staring at the sky

the tops of the trees sharp

outlined

against the blue

of the leftover day

~

I see the moon

slowly

moving

reassuring me

for another tomorrow

Day 2117, patiently.

Day's pictures, Poetry

The white edge

of the hill

separates the sunset

from the morning

~

the snow in the shadow

waits patiently

for the edge

Day 2116, another winter day.

Day's pictures

The cold valley moved

with the shadows

the disappearing sun

left

to linger

~

the colors in the sky

where no longer

reflected

Day 2007, river.

Daily picture, Poetry

I was standing on top of the world

I though

but for some reason

I felt a strong urge

to climb down again

Heraclitus said 2500 years ago that things are always changing and opposites are…well, not really opposites from each other. Philosophers through the ages have always been good in coming up with the phrases that encapsulate there philosophy, they think they are really clever but the layman will not understand the full depth and others philosophers think they do.

That things are always changing sound pretty obvious and even if you never philosophies about life, it would not be hard to understand this idea. One of his own examples that he seems² to give is that of a river that is never the same river. It is not only the water that flows through the river that changes constantly but even the simple act of you standing in the river and leaving footprints when you leave is a change. But why would you care about this simply example, your life will not become any better when you know this you might think and you might be right. Maybe you only need to know the things that you think you know, and dismiss the rest.

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