• Poetisk Dansk • DEDIKERET TIL: Henrik

Er det mon ikke dumt at vere blind hvis man godt kan se? Livs-spørgsmålene som vi stiller / Tegnene som vi søger, svarene er til at få øje på over alt omkring os, men de er meget fine/forsigtige/sublime/stilheds-krævende/følsomheds-krævende/universal-kærligheds-krævende. Her er en bid uf af livet fra der hvor menneskets blindhed findes. Når noget helt naturligt, som var det skæbne, viser hvorfor verden er så hærget som den er. Når man får sjancen for at opdage, at der er mere i livet, end bare ens egen bitte verden og ens eget ego syn, at der er mere imellem himmel og jord, at der er sjæl i mennesket, som de fleste (fårefolk) dræber langsomt inbyrdes selv.

En Globetrotters Oplevelse Af Danmark

Tak skal du ha! Goe' gamle lille Danmark. Gud hvor har jeg grinet af flere forskellige artikler om dig i udlandet, når jeg har læst at du er det gladeste land, som huser den lykkeligste befolkning I verden. Sikke en hyggelig (eller uhyggelig) lille løgn. Ja undskyld mig, men når statistikkerne (som man jo for…

Sister!

Slightly re-written SONG: 'Sister' by Lenny Kravitz Sister, do you have to fall so far? in the stuff, that never was, up to no good! It takes your soul, and it closes up your heart!, breaks your wings, and leaves a permanent scar. Sister! do want to go away?, leave this world?, the things to…

Past monday night’s dream

A strange but beautiful feelin' dream, in a Medieval place. Like a story out of nowhere. Given to me out of thin air. A story very apart from my current world, and as well apart from everything on my mind. I had traveled to some very old Medieval and beautiful city, with Misha, Natalia and…

A Short Essay About IBIZA Island 

Copied and pasted; From World Nomads Scholarships Writing 2018, Application: Paradise Is On This Planet Paradise is on this planet — by SlavoMILA Zachova (Denmark) The last thing I expected ... No party please!, is what I thought about Ibiza. Until someone said, that party is really just a very small part of the entire…

Trauma-house; Greenhouse Berlin 

I have wild and insane and agravating memories from this so-called artisthouse. But now with the distance to that past chapter, the memories are funny, because I'm amazed that I had such a weird experience. Even the inspirations were weird as hell.