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The return of the living dead
I looked at the pale face
that face that doesn’t exist
neither alive nor dead
but inhabits the space of one who is no more
It was a nightmare that inhabited me
and suddenly it became flesh
it started to walk, it breathed the need
Death is not an end
it’s not even a rest
It is the continuity of absence
that insists on showing itself
And I saw those bodies
they didn’t know what they we...
Sunday 26th January 2025 5:59 am
Silent Night
The night falls without haste
wrapping the earth in its subtle hands.
The wind, silent, traces the outlines of space
and the stars are brief words
written in the black sky
Nothing moves, yet everything unfolds
Time dissolves in the cool air
where solitude becomes company
and silence is profound
a voiceless song that spreads
through every corner of the world
Distant lights seem to fl...
Wednesday 15th January 2025 3:04 am
Awakening in the Stillness
In the stillness of the morning,
the world awakens softly.
Light spills over the horizon,
casting shadows that dance
among the whispers of leaves.
A bird sings...
its song unfolding like petals,
with each note a breath of possibility,
a promise of an unexplored day,
where the air is thick with dreams.
Footsteps on a winding path,
and each step a choice:
the ground beneath the feet,...
Monday 30th September 2024 5:52 am
Albert Einstein
I see one thing,
you see another,
because one thing is always more than itself:
it is itself
plus the relativity of the thing.
It is the mass,
energy,
plus I don’t know how many times the acceleration.
You look,
it has transmuted,
it is already another thing.
To see
is to recreate the world,
is to interact with the beautiful,
is to interact with the ugly,
is to commune with the ...
Tuesday 24th September 2024 2:47 am
To suffer
Ah, to suffer,
is not just an invisible burden
that we drag through the streets of life.
It is the mark, the scar,
of existence that shapes us.
To suffer is the pain
that teaches us to see the world
with weary eyes,
where reality is not a straight line
but a labyrinth of thorns and hopes.
In the deep silence of the night,
where the moon whispers secrets of pain,
we find the echo of...
Friday 20th September 2024 8:49 pm
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