Category: poetry
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Deep in my soul, where daemons prowl and crawl, Fainting throb, a sunlight’s fallen thrall. A smithered lad, who once so proudly stood, Over his head, a sturdy, blackened hood. Deep in my soul, few tonnes of ageing haul, And specimens, of bitter, younger molls. Somewhere above, a bluer, lighter…
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We live in a world, where there is less and less space for us. I mean us as in the free human spirit. We have made being disconnected first into art, then into a problem and now we resolve this with technology. Soulless technology, which only offers us further disconnection.…
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Ever felt that struggle to make ends meet? That’s how I feel, when thinking on finances. Darkness within a bottomless pit, There is a well and a stone in it. The stone that once beat a healthier beat, Now striped of it’s warmer emit. Old rope tightly trained across the…
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I just recently heard creativity can get pretty close to being mad. The creative process is just an unstoppable need to express using unconventional means. Without further ado I present to you my recent creative process results. The grand testament of inclusion, Leads to a life of lonely exclusion. Laugh,…
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An interesting link between Christianity and the world of The Machine. This might sound a bit geeky, occult and sect-like even. If you think about it, this is the European legacy. We rarely want to look back into polytheistic times, where even Genghis or Romans had allowed other people to…
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Today no long posts. Just wanted to share a Rainer Maria Rilke poem. The string theory is more or less passe nowadays. But if you don’t want to get into full physical understanding of the string theory, the poem below can potentially help. It definitely helps me to feel strings, not necessarily to…
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