I am in my house and my house is in me. It is the only place on the planet where I feel completely at home. It is an expression of me. I feel safe and can be completely me. My true colors are in my house, Marsala and Tudor cream on the outside, on the inside mustard yellow, greenery green, ultraviolet purple and many paintings … Continue reading Powerhouse
I had a word once. It had a sound to it, something like ‘hell’, but a bird took it away, on an extravagant long journey. By doing so, this bird gave the word freedom. It took the bird quite some courage to carry a word on its wings to a faraway place, ‘cause words can sometimes harass. All of this happened while I was writing … Continue reading Blog night
there once was a rabbit had his ears dried for stupid purposes, like chewing always service minded like the earth grow ears chew little Boa sneaked in I run my fingers through his fur little wolf, almost housebroken. Continue reading 3 rabbit ears
Some words, random…: Clock, wool, globe, play, hike, structure, sunglasses, light. I used to go hiking with my sunglasses. I had my sunglasses to block the light which was really bright in some places. To structure my hiking adventure,s I would set the clock, just to make sure I wouldn’t get lost in my travels and play at all these beautiful places. I wore wool … Continue reading Some words…
So Deedee showed me this magical fire, a fire in which I can throw 5 items and they will then magically disappear forever from my mind, my world, the world, the Internet, my memory, a faraway land or whichever reality, maybe ultimately the collective consciousness, the largest archive ever. A fire I had never seen before this day. This is a powerful fire and an … Continue reading Words in a magical fire
