Poetry of living
Photo by Henry Be on Unsplash Dear thought-man, Don’t you remember the day you decided to be someone who makes history? His story! Or at least participate to the making of history. Do you really want this story you made? Come! It’s not too late! Shake off the remains of your nightmare! Take your beloved … Continue reading Dear thought-man, please remember the day
Dear Life, All I want for Christmas Is the recipe for Your most special cakes: The Family. Ingredients: man, in love woman, in love clear space a dream of a home and family Skills and tools needed: trust in Life following Life's guidance, one step at a time patience readiness for action trust in each … Continue reading How to bake a strong and happy family, Life’s recipe
Writing is living an imaginary life, advisable when there is not much going on in "reality". "This world sucks, so I made my own" Alice says, in Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, by Lewis Carroll. That's how it started. One blessed day, when stars aligned and angels descended their graceful gaze upon me, I realized … Continue reading Writing “Theo and Mira”
“I must not cry. I must not be afraid.” Mira was standing in the middle of the garden, under a mean black sky descending on her. With her eyes shut and fists clenched she stood there, letting darkness fall over, embrace her. “There, there!” she heard inside her mind. “Who are you?” Mira asked. … Continue reading “Just some drama” excerpt
“I’m here, my love! I’m right here! All is well!” But there was an unusual kind of silence into Theo’s mind. Tormenting blizzards whirling and screeching began, ice cold hands and arms grabbed her shoulders and hips, pulling her deeper into the dark vortex of despair.” Excerpt From: Garden, Andreea. “Theo and Mira.”
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"Dear Socrates, The game you started (Probably, or one of your followers) This game called civilized society Acquired too many Twist and turns Too many revolutions Evolutions, involutions, Too many viruses And glitches. Now is just one big mess." "Stop playing it" Socrates answered. "Write yourself a new one. After all, you know yourself … Continue reading A New Game, Socrates advises
Too many institutions, too many ways of imprisonment Of punishment Of manipulation Invented to capture and hold The ephemeral ethereal Mysterious. Picture a nature-less world. Don't think it can't be, You would be lying to yourself, You can make it happen, You are God, You can make anything happen. Will you be happy then? Let's … Continue reading There is space
I am that small but relentless grass blade Or shy ivy vine on your steel and glass creations, I am that moody but reliable moonlight That may change your heart or your eyes on things, I am that involution to meaningless childish play Driving you out of insane evolution to seriousness, I am all … Continue reading Amniotic
Women walking with full heavy chests Overflowing and inner-flowing Sweet milky sparkling fairy dust. Men walking with full heavy heads Overflowing and inner-flowing Ideas to become buildings and stories and rules. Women need to pour out their love Because that will prove ... something. Men need to turn thoughts to things Because that will prove … Continue reading That will prove something
Theo and Mira 