The black trees statues
saluting a winters gift
dead leaf’s decompose.
A winters wear and time
table with a flower in the sun
colorful demise in hibernated time.
Winter silence is slowly waning
the frozen earth sheds of its darkness
and rivers can flow again.
Spring is finally here; the temperature is a few degrees above zero during the day now and is saw the first buds waking up from their winter sleep. Living closer to nature makes me more aware of the different seasons and the winter season last a good 5 months here so its nice that the light is coming back and that it is all green again pretty soon.
I did also some spring cleaning and not only in my house. I left Facebook a couple of weeks ago after many years. I guess all the commotion surrounding Facebook the last few weeks was the final straw, I just don’t trust them anymore. I am not so afraid that they misuse my data, I mostly posted for work and almost never look at the feed let alone fill out stupid quizzes or liked stuff. The only reason why I didn’t move away from it earlier is because Facebook is like a shortcut to a lot of old friends and I had some nice group with my buddies from the Marines for instance. Those things I will miss but I don’t like it that Facebook has more or less a monopoly and therefore it can do what it wants. Read this article and you understand my doubts about this young guy in charge of a company that has the power to change people’s minds and elections.
If it was up to me than I would make Facebook into a phone book where the contacts that you already have are available for other apps to use. The big problem for a new social platform is that your friends are not on there. If all my friends were also visible on a new Opensource Facebook alternative for instance I could interact with them with the rule-set of my app and not that of Facebook.
Facebook is not invented to bring you and your friends together, Facebook is invented to make money, and you know what that does with people.
The winter cold colorblind
The white tries to fade
The strong are vibrant who’s
Are standing out and stay
The snow is creeping inside that house, the cracks are growing.
Behind the window I see past lives, counting down the seasons.
All the conversations that must have been, so mundane.
Alone besides the road to nowhere… if only for the winter.
Millions of snowflakes are formed every year.
They all look unique.
But when you look good.
They are all the same.
When the first morning light hits.
They all melt away.
There only defense is there shape.
Unique as they think.
But only together.
Alone they are.
All the same.