Monthly Archives: July 2015

I remember

Sometimes, when I close my eyes and surrender to the endless current that flows through me I remember. What I remember I recall in sensory impressions, a distorted image, a scent, a sound, or even touch. I remember the staircase … Continue reading

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Nature is Speaking

Something I stumbled over today. These are very worthwhile. Take a moment, and listen, the world speaks if you listen.

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Release Me

Stagnation, frustration, a hamster stuck grinding its wheel… No. Roar, my spirit, from atop a mountain, thunder, my heart, as feet fly across forest paths, and burn, my lungs, as I draw cold sunrise breaths! Oh, please let me soar, … Continue reading

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Guide

I find myself asking why we have not spoken, in such a long time. Perhaps it is my daily dose of escapism, my addiction to the dreamscape vistas, of stories and motions that drown out the noise? When my mind … Continue reading

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In Search of the First

My heart, my spirit, is a forest, shrouded in the darkest of greens, come with me for a while, hearken to the countless lives and dreams, lurking among the trees. Lo, the light of full moon’s glimmer, painting glade and … Continue reading

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In a Passing Glance

Nary a sound carried in from outside, absent wind, yet window ajar, As young eyes, alive, engaged in wordless discourse ~ with ancient eyes, half-smiling. The spark of youth, impervious to fear, opposed by stoic gaze, too old ~ to … Continue reading

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Things that go Bump in the Light

Summer has officially arrived in Sweden, and for me personally that tends to entail a lot less of the sun worshipping that my fellow countrymen and women practise with such fervour. To say that I enjoy Summer as much as … Continue reading

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