Have you ever thought about that mysterious enchantment that was present in our consciousness a few generations ago? A little sun after a heavy rain shower, then zooming ahead on the wet roads now warmed by the sun, makes me think of the Swedish artist John Bauer's pictures. You know …read more
The sad walker.
Walk the shore of our inner ocean.
Hikes the hills with empty eyes.
Climbs the mountain,
With no pain in sight.
Sad because life is slipping,
Out of reach and touch.
As he is locked inside a mirrored world...
And never saw the sunset.
The sad crawler …
Slowly moves the day ... step by step.
The walk of ideas in the mind takes ...
Bathing in the sunlight, a shower,
Of non words and non images.
That wet the body of my soul.
Then after a good espresso.
At the cafe' where the roads meet.
Sitting and …
The taste of life trickles down
And that warm glowing light inside is somehow
Wagging the night into dawn.
I wake up in the early morning,
Darkness outside and
Memories of smiles and laughter,
Echoes between the wall's of solitude.
And it touches me.
The dreams enters the morning steps …read more
War is best done, not wanting it.
But something that has to be done.
In order to see your children in the eyes ...
In the years to come.
To tell them stories ...
About tyranny and madness.
And what a real hero do.
To make our life free ...
Of men that …read more
This is an inside joke!
I stole my friend's computer, like a hacker in the night,
With code radar blipping, my heart shining bright.
But in the digital space, our friendship was lost,
A broken RAM in my soul, a system failure at all cost.
I was …read more
A daughter's hand so tender,
A painting of love, with birds she's rendered.
She thinks they're souls, to visit they flew,
Birds like the starlight, memories they drew.
A father in battle, forever lost,
A mother whose life, at violent cost.
A child at play when bombs rained down,
As a leaf falls, and the wheel of life turns,
We grieve the loss, and for unity, we yearn.
Yet in Buddha's teachings, we find our guide,
To understand impermanence, and put fear aside.
We who journey onward, along the Eightfold Path,
Hold your essence within, a light to combat …
Can you propose a Christmas poem about a pig contemplating how he will make the people enjoy the Christmas dinner.
Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the barn The pigs were a-snuffling, their snouts in the yard They dreamt of the treats that would soon be …read more
Make up a story about the blue pill and red pill from the Matrix movie where the character took the blue pill because he was the programmer behind the matrix and could not take the self referential explosion the red pill would result in
In the year 2022 …read more
tell a story about a dinner that ends in a food fight that ends with a roaster entering the fight coming through the window
Once upon a time, a group of friends decided to have a dinner party at one of their houses. They spent the afternoon preparing …read more
I was inspired by a bed time story I told in the darknes when putting my daughter to bed some years ago. I just invented the story on the fly and it was an amazing moment. The storyline is approximately the text in the question and the answer is from …read more
A flower that want to stretch out
Just a little towards sun
to color a flare
to touch our hearts
and brings a message:
i love you ...
A man of hate is strangling the light
does not want colors to show
does not want love
to be spoken
After a good night's sleep,
whispering ancient words
in an unspoken language
touches my soul,
and begins its journey
to my fingers.
I sit and wait
the flow comes.
A tide of ideas
that twists my ancestors lives
with what has reached my eyes
and ears …
A flare touches my skin,
my soul takes a bath
in the clear morning
as fresh cold air slowly twists around my body.
The wolf in me
and outside of me,
guard my sensitivity
and I relax.
A black beauty,
a concentrated soldier
of ancient times
marshes up my spine …
Follow the flow,
but keep it cool!
To spend time waiting for knowledge
to develop is never wrong.
I do not like
when other people push things too fast
for no apparent reason.
This includes me as well.
The reason is one of my favorite principles,
to put your paper …
Why do we need more mindfulness?
Because it is important to listen to each other.
One of the things I am most proud of
is when I stopped and listened to one person
crying for help.
I listened to her through
listening to myself.
Suddenly I got a feeling
The flowers on the stream move so slowly,
A strange dance with the waves.
Hardly anything can remove these flowers
as they are the souls we meet on the street,
the souls we hear talk in the bus
or the souls of our friends cheering a game.
you are so honest.
You show yourselves
and we all try to understand you.
But for those ready to break up.
On the long journey called life,
frustration is the fuel that enables you to take off.
Of course I would like a smile,
but also deep inside I …
What is good and what is evil
when both are 'intelligent'.
Many many people go around here thinking that
what says it is evil is evil and
what says it's good is good.
As an example if a politician takes a photo op
outside a church and signals,
hey I'm …
A misspoken word,
a Freudian slip and the silent self
of the speaker shows themselves.
At least in the silent mind of a broken heart.
The Horse continues to laugh as heat
from the other side starts to wind itself around worries,
and memories of someone loved,
who cries in …