Towards the end of life you finally learn how to deal with psychopaths by becoming one, conveniently turning into a father of all mothers of psychopaths.
Round and round
Terrorism always appears where defenders of freedom need terrorism to protect people from terrorists by limiting freedoms to satisfy public demands to curb terrorism invented by the defenders of freedom.
Awakening paradox
To really know, invert everything you know or simply develop a habit of making being stupid uncomfortable.
Further
from the very beginning I felt serenity I stumbled upon my life
on Earth
since many of my favorite days were part of its short but phenomenal run
and if my life was a new face in a crowd of humans that passed me by
it would smile at me like another fool out place and time
look stranger
bless you
and let me teach you how to howl after a shadow Moon
embrace Black Sun to the morning rescue
then follow its signature East
West
shine with it bright
in the fall and rise
up and down the longest roads
coast to coast searching for deep meaning
for destiny lost to insanity
pilgrim on the guarded plane
damn prison Earth
l already miss my cage
life
offering fistful of burning stars to light up projected skies
picking up every little bit of luck off the ground
to find you down here
my love
the writing in my heart
promise to leave storms behind
stand my ground
and I am so thankful
I got my feet back under myself
to carry this mind
restless energy of thoughts
mirrors of heathen soul
further than I ever hoped
Skefo na kozich prerach
Dishes
Education will never be as dangerous as wisdom.
Education is a woman doing dishes. Wisdom is a woman throwing dishes.
Stop it
I was trying to add something new to my routine
something surprising
unexpected
something fresh
then I fell and I couldn’t stand up
so it did happen
just like that
magic manifested
only yesterday I was young and tough
strong like a bear
sweet like a candy
no fear type of blade
but I wasn’t carful enough with what I wished for
and now
which is today
I got suddenly old
and I don’t really know which way to go with it
everything seems wrong
was it the food I ate
air I breathed
water I drank
sick vibe and motion
of thoughts I thought
or was it me idly watching the lush meadow near a river of life
being poisoned and turning into a barren swamp
while I was doing nothing to stop the decay
as Sunset made all colors fade into lifeless forms of shadows
Watching us
I no longer desire to kill
no longer dream to live
life is a flash
and I shine for no bliss
just to see
a smile on your face
spark in your eyes
and I sink with air
to make seeded clouds
disappear from skies above
blue and red foreign skies
foreign stars
look at them
all over the place
they see us scream and fight
they see us die
and all we are
all we are is dust on the face
in the lungs
in the throat of tired God
spitting us
Buffer zone
History can scream, the future has no clue who calls.
Present is the buffer zone.
Wazelina życia
myślałem, że uratowałem się przed śmiercią
a jednak
przyszła niezaproszona
lśniąca
w nowej sukience i z kwiatami we włosach
nigdy wcześniej nie widziałem jej tak szlachetnej i rozpromienionej
odebraniem życia
przecież tyle razy otarliśmy się o siebie i nic
i teraz leżymy ze sobą w łóżku
i czekamy kto pierwszy położy
na kim
rekę opatrzności
całą w wazelinie
jakby nawet na końcu
nie mogło obyć się bez podłej rzeczywistości
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I thought I saved myself from death
and yet
death entered shining
in a new dress and with flowers in her hair
I’d never seen her so noble and radiant
from taking a life
we’d brushed against each other so many times before
and now we’re lying in a bed together
waiting to see who will first lay
on whom
The Hand of Providence in Vaseline