in the graveyard

somebody buried my heart. the problem is - I don't know in which grave exactly. Going here and there and asking: 'Excuse me, haven't you seen my heart? It's so icy now that I'm totally unable to describe it, it's changed for sure, since somebody took it away from me...' Nothing does answer me. Even silence has forgotten mercy.
Therefore I live without my heart, with a big hole inside my soul and I wonder how long death is going to make fun of me...

death around my soul

there is another year of another deaths with thousands of tears and sorrow in souls... R.I.P. would you say next to the grave of your love... without praying, just asking 'what for?'

got lost

again... crossing the streets and cannot see anyone worth to be seen.
where is the spirit? where is the thought? where is the question?
why is this colourful mass of human bodies so colourless for me?
why are they only bodies without any souls, any ideas, any magic?
eating, drinking, having sex, going to the toilet, viomiting, sleeping...
the sense of life?!
who is the mad one? the one who is asking the question or another, actually everyone on a street, without this flash in eyes?
words without meaning, a lot of them today... sound long, technically, inhuman, any consignment, any consciousness, any creation...
what is the sense of asking about the purpose when we all drowned in unlimited mud of ignorance, sillisness, hopelessness?
my friend is used to saying: 'Jesus hates us all and especially me'.
stop and look around - who, the hell, is Jesus?

summertime

what does summertime mean to people? relax, lots of spare time, cut off from everyday, forget your business, egoistic needs, sex, other pleasures.
what does it mean to me? mostly the same, also freedom, personal development, music, smell of wildness and fire and sleepless nights - with other pleasures.

so beautiful

we've got SPRING already! it's hot and sunny. it's bright.
wood - insects are everywhere. green and fresh.
street - people are everywhere. smiling, going out and smelling. unfortunatelly!
work - holiday is coming. closer and closer. around my chest. just a while and I'll be able to breath deeply. waiting impatiently.
love - hot and sunny, impatient, coming, closer and closer, around my chest, everywhere, smiling and smelling, breathing deeply, waiting, bright.
we've got LOVE already! it's beautiful. ever...

welcome, Lord Paradox!

everyday I invite you with an open heart, open mind, constantly open, with fear or amusement, eyes. wherever I go, I am certain to meet you, sometimes I consider this unavoidable expectation with masochistic pleasure. we are used to giving the name of the paranoid to such a phenomena. unfortunatelly, that is one of the greatest paranoid in the world. the fact that we even try to give names to feelings or things we are unable to understand. how dare we? where is going a man with a candle full of incredible lack of knowledge that keeps in front of his every activity? with the belief of his power and possibility. hmmm

Rest in Peace

you learn important things in your life just in few seconds.
you start discovering your way when you have lost so many paths that you feel despair and lack of hope. then you notice that the way you are on, is just yours.
choose life. it is the response - you have to choose life.
whatever would happen afterwards, you have your dreams.
first you have to live.
next you have to die.

tribute to Magda's mother who left us on my birthday.