Journey.
I travel to see the world
but feel like I am travelling
deep into myself.
I look deep into myself
and feel like I am looking
out at the universe.
Happiness only real when shared.
dear friend,
how are you.
really, how are you.
how are your dreams.
are they as alive as
when you first dreamed them.
how is your heart.
can you make it still.
is it scattered all over.
is it still warm.
is there still light.
is it bleeding.
how are your nights.
what do you think of
before you sleep.
who comes to you mind.
do you cry.
do you miss.
do you long.
what do you long for.
who.
do you hate.
are you angry.
about what.
dear friend,
I want to know how do you view the world.
how do you feel about the world.
what does it mean to you.
does it help to remember that
the world is also viewing you.
the world is also feeling you.
I want to ask how is life treating you
but I realised the real question is
how are you treating life.
dear friend,
I think about you.
a lot.
we are on the the same journey
only in different places.
we are fighting the same war
only different battles.
the past is out of reach.
the future is unimaginable.
today is what we have.
we do what we need to do.
sincerely,
your friend.
Dear friend.
dear friend.
how are you.
really, how are you.
I am fighting myself.
I am in places I didn’t dare to go.
I am leaving places I didn’t dare to leave.
I am looking at things I didn’t dare to look at
and stopped looking at things
I couldn’t take my eyes off of.
I am asking questions I didn’t dare to ask
and found that the answers
were already in my possession.
I am cutting myself open.
I am bleeding and healing.
I hope you can do the same.
sincerely,
your friend.
Travelling.
the lake sits by the three men
in different phases of their death.
as faces warps the mind recognizes.
in the twilight waters souls merge
and dance as the body loses itself.
in midnight sitting we travelled far
into the known and the unknown.
but the farther we go the closer we get.
the more explanation we make the more
there is nothing to be explained.
the more we understand the less
the need to understand.
“what is this infinite source of energy
right at the very center of the center
of my being? as we look into each
other I see the unseen. I see myself
but it is not myself. I see every face
of men. I am you and you are me
and we are it”.
Thoughts.
betrayal is what makes
people kill.
but it is also
just another thought
in your head.
you put the kettle on
and decide if it’s
coffee or tea.
and you spend your morning
drinking it over the news.
If it means anything.
I hope you had
tears in your eyes
reading these
like I did
writing them.
Quiet company.
“I hold this to be the highest task of a bond between two people: that each should stand guard over the solitude of the other.”
― Rainer Maria Rilke
what a blessing
it is to have
found someone
to sit the quiet
moments with.