silhouette of man in tunnel

The nights are long, everlasting and exhausting

The nights are long, The days are quick And the hopes are low. But the sheets are wet! The blood just flows, The smell doesn’t go. The room is bleeding. Or is it just me? The nights are… Read More

death of self

Death of Self and alienation from oneself

Well, if you are familiar with me, you might also be familiar with my usual philosophical topics about self, void and nothingness. Today I will not go deep into philosophies of self, but I will talk about the… Read More

mighty hawk

Oh mighty hawk! Where did you go?

In the middle, in the middle Where did you go? Leaving me here, Oh, mighty hawk, where did you go? Come to me, come back. Oh, dear mighty hawk! For there is something at lack, Without your talk…. Read More

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