freedom during lockdown with 8pm curfew madness knows no borders nor rules it's roaming freely more contagious than the virus we're hiding from ... edited: thank you to https://annehiga.com/ for pointing out my typo 🙂
wandering through the fog looking for the edge hoping to find inspiration and not destruction
covered in sweat haunted by fear paralysed it's just a dream except my eyes are open and the d3mons are here
sometimes it's healthier to burn the bridge can't look back won't look back there is always a new path even at the edge of the cliff take a leap of faith and start swimming
blue skies above us threaded through with orange and pink hues - just kaleidoscope of smog grass is greener on the other side? sure before you trample it. water is crystal clear on the icy north? ice that is slowly drowning us
almost there almost where? where and what is there? i'm struggling to find dreams drowning in a fog my life, my mind, my soul touch of ray at its edge feel of sunshine, is it real? i can't see it but it's almost there
The cat is snoring on my bed
I’ve finished my fourth beer
it’s two o’clock at night
and I should go to sleep.
The cat stirred and started snoring louder
the timer on the heater clicked off.
The rain hasn’t stopped for three days.
All I write is nonsense
I drink beer and
hope the sun will show his face.
I listen to cat’s snores.
That’s all I’ve got.
I’ve drunk too much beer.
Napoleon was terrified of cats cats have OCD - licking and licking and licking the same spot spots and pots and kettles are all the same and all are black black versus white and right against wrong wrong turn on the road and you are lost lost treasure, a mere X on a map a map to someone’s imagination and dreams dreams and nightmares, who knows what is real? real feelings of heart - a strange place place that turns into a new world world that turns and we don’t even notice it spins spins and turns (again!) - i’ve been here... here and there and back again again and never, love hurts and tastes so good good deed will get punished and innocent will suffer for sinners. sinners and saints both walk the earth and the Earth spins faster than ever.
Author: Július Lenko
Among the trees sky-blue pond with racing white ducks and close by a green lizard on a tree stump. What country am I in? I am sending it to you on a postcard. Come, come immediately. Arrive with the first rain, you'll find me by a heart carved in stone. Come before it turns into a scar.
Pomedzi stromy vidno belasý rybník, na ňom preteky bielych kačíc a celkom blízko peň stromu so zelenou jaštericou. V akej som krajine? Posielam ti ju na pohľadnici. Príď, ihneď príď. Prileť s prvým dažďom, nájdeš ma po srdci, vytesanom v kameni. Príď prv, kým na jazvu sa premení.
Mighty universe, why are there no unicorns? I need a rainbow.
Eat your greens says mom - vegetables on my plate, ...it's a mushy pile.
pretty garden hides underground kingdom of worms they need each other
Plant tissue xylem bringing water from the roots to the plant. Nature...
Let's restart this year Let's repeat 2020 'cause something went wrong.
Zebra's angry shouts - I am not a stripy horse! Sorry, but you are.
image from: https://www.britannica.com/science/xylem