
When a straight line goes up
the world distorts

When a straight line goes up
the world distorts

You see in me
nature reflecting

We have this story
not made by ourselves
but by the time we have been here
consciously
it is our story
of how we see this world
that might as well not exist
we are part of this real world
but live in our own
and when two worlds touch
one of them dilutes
31 Pride in the spirit. – The pride of mankind, which resists the theory of descent from the animals and establishes the great gulf between man and nature – this pride has its basis in a prejudice as to what spirit is: and this prejudice is relatively young. During the great prehistoric age of mankind, spirit was presumed to exist everywhere and was not held in honour as a privilege of man. Because, on the contrary, the spiritual (together with all drives, wickedness, inclinations) had been rendered common property, and thus common, one was not ashamed to have descended from animals or trees (the noble races thought themselves honoured by such fables), and saw in the spirit that which unites us with nature, not that which sunders us from it. Thus one schooled oneself in modesty – and likewise in consequence of a prejudice.

I stick my nose
into your business
I look around
I like it
the looking around

All these thoughts
this heavy weight
finally supports me
in lifting the bridge
to you
my past

Did you know that between 25 and 50 percent of the people of voting age living in the Netherlands and the USA think it is a good idea to deport people to wherever they can dump them? Two of the wealthiest countries in the world are too greedy to share some of their wealth: we want more, is what these people think, and I don’t care that you come from a war-torn country; we don’t want to give you a place where you can rest and start a new life. We want more stuff, and you mean nothing to me.
I guess education is not the solution to a better character. First, religion fails to make people care for each other, and now education. What now. Internet was supposed to share knowledge, you say. I guess that didn’t work either. Disappointing.

I like to look up
to what is above me
the origin of all the evil
in the world

I try to climb above bright lights
and tempting ideas
the stark shadows they throw
together
distract the corners of my eyes
they twitch
I hope above there
the height will distract
and the view enough

We are all lonely
inside
we know that

I don't understand my own
reflection
portrayed in front of
me
Is half a reflection
worth anything?

It's dark here
but when I go down you can be still
see
life
the other room is dull
white
light
with downstairs a reflection
of a world
I can't see

So you say you can't even look at the other side
then look at the side you can
for why not

Going down
turn around
that easy

Do you look in the mirror
when you pick a book

I am arriving at a corner
and turn around
to see the past
and the future

You say all these words
sentences
at the same time
is what I hear
confusion