
Just a wall
one you might never meet

Just a wall
one you might never meet

I am prepared
to move on
or step back
ether way
vertigo

Trying to get down.

The garbage in your life
is often close by
maybe because you attract it
or it atracts you

It's beautiful to stare
at the sky you can
just see

The blue skies divide
many a dream

There is an end of the road
end you will never see it

I still enjoy
the fake flowers
inside

I lived in the mountains for many years
not alone but alone enough
I forgot about the world
what it all does to all of us
the world is great from where I was
away from what is now and so much here
the world is not great staring at it and me
a world away is where I will be

Some signs are warnings
so you think

Waiting for the ride
at the wrong place
such is life

The curtain is hanging there
halfway closed
I am not sure
why I am only halfway shy

I go the normally busy street
with people that are not there
to walk alone
in all those footsteps
left
unknowingly

We all bloomed together last week
but the memory is silent

The water rippled like the time
I was waiting
for a message
I saw my waiting waving
out in a half-circle
and knew it started somewhere
in the distance near
you

I believe I will
for all the wrong reasons
https://epochemagazine.org/43/spinoza-nietzsche-and-the-error-of-free-will/