Whatever you do, don’t fall asleep.
— from Nightmare on Elm Street
- Stop Being Who You Were And Change Into Who You AreThings pass, and the best we can do is to let them really go away. That is why it is so… Read more: Stop Being Who You Were And Change Into Who You Are
- Sick Time, Only SickThis is the correct Zen sickness: sick time, only sick. No choice, no checking, not dependent, only sick. Then sick is… Read more: Sick Time, Only Sick
- It’s Time, She’ll SayIt’s Time, she’ll say, False prophet, that seeks flesh and gnaws the bone. — Ekphrasis: Her Expression by Yiannis Doukas, translated… Read more: It’s Time, She’ll Say
- I Am Too Alone In The World, And Yet Not Alone EnoughOnly someone who is ready for everything, who doesn’t exclude any experience, even the most incomprehensible, will live the relationship with… Read more: I Am Too Alone In The World, And Yet Not Alone Enough
- When You Rise, Kiss The Tombstone Of Your PastWhen you rise, kiss the tombstone of your past and step barefoot into the garden of the future, the garden of… Read more: When You Rise, Kiss The Tombstone Of Your Past
- But I Have My LifeBut I have my life, I’m living it. It’s twisted, exhausting, uncertain, and full of guilt, but nonetheless, there’s something there.… Read more: But I Have My Life
- Never Feel Guilty For Starting AgainNever feel guilty for starting again. — Rupi Kaur from The Sun and Her Flowers
- The Impeded Stream Is The One That SingsIt may be that when we no longer know what to do we have come to our real work and that… Read more: The Impeded Stream Is The One That Sings
- You Only Got So Many DaysYou only got so many days. Don’t think about death; when you’re ready, death will think about you. Go out tonight… Read more: You Only Got So Many Days
- It’s All About My Own DeathIt’s all about my own “death” Everything is visible I don’t want to see it. — Aase Berg from poem Feminist… Read more: It’s All About My Own Death