Head over heels and matter over mind It seems that about everywhere protests are going on, be it Ukraine or Bosnia, Romania or Venezuela. The world finally seem to […]
Someone once said to me it would be useless thinking about what some call the major questions in life. “Who am I?” “What do I want?” “Why don’t I have […]
It is necessary to understand That a poet may not exist, that his writing Are the incomplete circle and straight drop Of a question mark.
Since the reblog function of the gallery wants to fuck with me, I will use the posting of this picture to talk a little bit about myself and what my […]
Does anyone still remember the Occupy-movement? You know these hippie kinda guys, except for they consisted off nearly every cultural and societal class, camping outside, taking drugs, harassing small business […]
The curtain fell again and the stage bristles with pitfalls. Like the ant trapped inside I scuttle the peripheral surface area constantly reattempting to make a prolific abscondence. As the […]
It is cold outside. I ensconed myself enshrouded with a woollen blanket in my chair. The wind hammers relentlessly against the window and I am drinking hot chocolate with cookies. […]