There is a huge pit of
burning fire available to you-
you better cut all
remaining ties
of fear
that fuel it

The puppeteer thinking
all along he's
in charge and power while
all the puppets know very well
and play along for his sake since
without them he'd be
just downright lonely so they
let him off the strings
slowly and with
utmost caution
and only when they know
he's ready

And he is ready now

"Because, because our paths they cross
Yesterday was ******* all of us
On all of us"

Fink, Yesterday was ******* All of Us

🪔

Wearing a crown quite often
makes you feel very
lonely
and burdened

A weight on your head that
if you be honest
never fully felt
yours
in the first place

Now
sharing the weight
handing over a little
splinter of
this
very
crown
does feel

so much lighter
and just

One good thing before
I close my eyes tonight
A good-
Pleasant warmth
Around my heart
As I see
The ice
Is melting

A sparkling
sticky trail on a
wet forest path

A morning between
broad-leafed trees and
speedy bugs

Blackbird couples
skimming
the leafy ground

Soft
eager rays of
silver light
separated by
red tree trunks

Reflecting back from
the snail's trail
tracing it
like your eyes do

The moon has shown its crescent form; pale but warm light through milky clouds in the night sky. It felt crisp, and yet like soft touch. The moon beams at you, and your heart jumps at its kind expression.
[...]

No words
No making up or-
Just a simple
Wordless hug
I miss you

You walk towards the white door, this time more confident.
With a feverish look you pierce its handle,
your hand hovering centimetres above it.
You turn around again, around to what lies behind you.
What is past now, but still with you. Not forgotten. Not gone,
still with you, if you want to access it. All your loved ones, still there. What is gone is the fear; the bonds that were once built in such high voltage moments of panic and survival instincts - those moments.

And you take a breath,
calm, more or less.

Heart and
Belly
At the moment knocking
Each other out
Like an electric current
One little electron
Just not agreeing

Love
after all
has the power to
fully
liberate you

Inside of you sits
a beating heart
that patiently waits til it feels
safe to take you
right through the core and out again
all the time
reminding you
with every subtle beat
of all the other
beating hearts
all of them
beginning to remember
how well they knew
each other
always

On a bright sunny morning
Up in a field of chance
An orange-hooded creature shows
A vivid dance on a
White mountain top
Encircled in a cloud
Of greenish surging fog
Ad hoc thoughts
Throb through
Veins and arteries
And nothing there that might
Disturb the scenery

An orange rose
floates
on the surface
and touches
your skin
something inside you
rises
then curls
before you hurl
yourself
into a wave
of heat

Somewhere in the prairie
A wolf howls
And it could be anywhere
But it taps you
Right on the shoulder
Belying
Time or
Locality

How you said
whining
You want to go home
How I got it
then
and answered
You can go home soon
How this was
probably
the hardest thing
I ever did

Four buzzard hawks came flying
Into my view today
Dancing in the air
Before the
Azure blue sky and triggered
A relieved
Exhale putting
A smile back on my face

Propelling
itself
joyfully through
the Space around
colliding
and spinning to dance
all the way thinking
You did not give me
agency
singing
and laughing to
itself when
the next
new
wave
meets its path
to cancel out
all that
seemed paradox
You did not need
to give me
agency
the Photon sings
while travelling
along its
chosen path

Is it just that
all things now
come together
Is it just
a warm confirmation
Is it
what I hope it
to be
Is this
a question,
Dear
or is it already
your answer

Down from
the earth a vibrant
humming sound fills
its spot makes
you gasp
propel hot
waves through
your legs up
into
your lungs
come
love
do not ever
stop

YOU don't need
anyone to tell you
how to grief
correctly how
to comfort a friend in
need how to
perceive the last deed of the guy in the news
that tore a
hole in you
for no
apparent reason
You don't need me to act
the way you feel
is right and ample
you don't need any bearded guy in any
temple tell you why
you're here
You don't even need to
finish reading
dear
get on with it
go
play the way YOU
like

The fool runs through
every imagined wall
and crashes it
for you
holds out his hand with this
heart-warming crooked smile
and asks you to
catch up

Rushing by
in dust clouds of
red and white he
touches
your shoulder
and you begin
to follow
oddly innocent

Sunshine. A small Spanish town in the mountains. Coffee. A table with three old men gambling and smoking and laughing. The town square lively with noise and kids' feet trampling and playing. Two women in a friendly conspiracy talk about their men. In the middle, a spot, and everything is right and as it should be. Freedom. And the sound of a spring with birds' song.

It could be like this,
she says, disguising her pride by
raising one thin eyebrow
in what she hopes
is an eloquent manner
giving him the pains of
hiding
best as he can
the loving smile that wanted to pop onto his face
and beam, fully, at her;
It could be
just like this:
and he reads it

Already somewhere
in yet darker corners and still
slightly hidden
sights
some are mumbling
about love returning
about something
utterly
rejuvenating yet
slightly painful
returning
into
a stream of life blood
a stream
making it
for the first time
as it should be

A thunder growling in the distance
but it is not threatening

A beaming smile
now coming through
against all odds
inevitably

A dashed blasted, beaming
most beautiful
smile

Do you feel your
heart break
Love
do you feel
a thousand pieces
scattered
surround you-
It'll mend
and mend
always
again

Slightly sad a white
flamingo stands
on two legs
head slightly
tilted
trying to remember
what was it
that I
wanted
what was it...

Out of the woods stumbles, falls the most lovable creature,
beaming red face half smiling half bewildered and tears everywhere, scratches on the cheeks and forehead and even on the nose,
thick eyebrows covering beaming eyes.
You take first
hesitant
steps, walk towards the tree line, where the grass melts into the soil and touches the tree trunks.
This face, beaming; Your eyes, still a bit fearful to meet.
But oh you cannot really wait.
You take more steps, walk a bit faster now,
watch your own feet as their pace quickens…
still quickens…
How your heart opens, reaches out…

Through the
heart of the earth
not the mind you can feel
it's a kind act
coming
from motherly decision making
from taking you
into a place of
collaborative
self-responsibility

I want to erase
Everyone's judgement except
My own
And say that today
It exceptionally
Hurts
To remember