Those who are richer In money In friends In past Photos of the past . Realising time effort energy strength stand limitations Awakens a new emotion, envy The way other people live And there will be no time for me to live that way . Sure, children believe in unlimited potential Attempting spiritual ways of … Continue reading Bauman
... I can't do it. I'm too rational for that. I know they will do what their deepest will is, what their ultimate rightness is. I'm not here to oppose the plans of Time, of the tao, to change the dharma. I understand (and I feel) when people want to leave. * I strongly suspect … Continue reading Descending into the Hades negotiating over souls. (Panic poetry.)
Your soul has left this house. I see this. I felt it a few days or weeks ago. It just suddenly became obvious, like a blatant and self-understood fact. * I don't know where it went. But the plaster has started falling off the walls in a few secret spots; the paint has started peeling … Continue reading Your soul has left this house. (Loss poetry.)
Very personal account of turning suicidal thoughts around to acquire determination and skill in nipping in the bud that which kills (the soul) slowly. Although the subject matter is heavy, this is not graphic or negative. Still, trigger warning if you are in crisis: personal plea, please get help.
I live in your house now that you have died. We used to meet and part every summer, for 22 or 23 years. When I was a child, sometimes, after a year, I would barely recognise you on the level of emotions. After driving all night and crossing now mythic borders, I would receive a … Continue reading Letter to the other side. (Real life poetry.)