Played Her Bones

We Came As Greeted My Friend Hound and I

Daddy Thinks: of life and existence. Words, Pulse, Fibonacci.

A Short Study of Words Arranged With the Fibonacci Sequence. Inspired by a Pulsating Oil Lamp, the Pink Floyd and the Lateralus. https://youtu.be/CleRZ72sN0s (Birth) Zero.......Pulseoflife iswaiting ifyou can synchronize.Reach inside and swirl with the flow.Hold on firmly to find the immaculate state ofexistence. Transfer energy.Will you stabilize?DescentingintothePulse........(Death) Zero --13/10/2019 DT-- Article Photo by: Jouko Lehmuskallio...

Now

Will I be allowed of all this? This presence This moment This consciousness Life and experience?  Will I be accepted or despised If I'm not the person I was a moment ago The one I've grown and raised up to be? Will I lose myself and everyone I love? Who is it that wants me...

Unique

https://videopress.com/v/guXWqU4u?preloadContent=metadata Alone Covered by wool blankets to keep off the chills Rain beats the roof of the tent playing a tune of power and nourishment The northern wind sings among the pine branches This song of wind and rain It is trembling my little tent It's making me feel small but not forgotten I'm here...

You fell

Like an acorn you fell on the hard sidewalk To be stepped on ran over and kicked around while your peers blossom embraced by the warm soil of their parents You won't cry for help You just lay there in apathy Motionless and forgotten But there is yet time You are broken but something is...

Alive

Sometimes when it's dark and the cold wind howls from the north I sit on a tree stump and let the rain hit my face It feels like pins piercing your skin It feels like you're alive --09/07/2019 DT--

Commute

Forty six and 2 It ain't the same as 6:42 Commute Freedom or imprisonment I ask myself as the flow goes on And it seems that no-one cares so my thoughts wander to nothingness A simple state yet overwhelming Full of emptiness The steady red, the flashing yellow wake me up from my slumber Colors...

Morning

Silent and serene I whisper, Good Morning are you awake yet my love? A bumblebee and a term: We are here Ready for a New Day Rise! Do soar already! -- 09/07/2019 DT --

Touch – The Origin

When was the last time you touched the nature?

Daddy Thinks: Why, you ask? Because you are.

Earth, water, air and fire All present in a fleeing moment All holy Myself in the middle Wandering, lost soul Destined to search for the meaning Why am I here? The Spinner sings to me He tells me: there is no end, no beginning Just you, the Universe and endless continuum of life and death...