The sky was dark, the moon was absent. Looking at the stars, one can see beyond. Contemplating in the depths of your soul. Lost in the vastness of a clear sky, a mesmerizing starry night. The sky was dark, except for a flamming light. The blazing shadow above the trees. Beautiful Moon, Blood Moon This endless dance between the Moon and the Sun. Unlikely meeting The brilliance of the Sun; its majesty the Moon. The Moon, living shadow Resplendent beauty

I see you lying there Lying on the ground Lying in your own blood Open flesh, wounded soul Begging for help, for the agony to end. Help is near Dazzled by the pain, dazzled by the circumstances. Lost in a plea for life Bruised flesh, exposed soul Help is near Gauging the situation Struggling between life and death, you are…

She is smart, funny, honest, independent and attentive to others She is generous, kind, warm, passionate, loving She is beautiful, she is honest Her love is pure Sometimes she can be disconcerting Sometimes, she is easily impressionable, sometimes, often, she is stubborn She is strong and proud to be vulnerable…

What we love comes naturally, a feeling, pure ecstasy. As opposed to our fears that are built up, a construction of the mind. Only when you witness someone allowing themselves to be vulnerable with you, that you connect and start appreciating the person. Just as strong, beautiful and vulnerable as one is: acceptance is true love. What we fear, hate, we hold tight, only because it took time to sink within us before it became an obsession…

Can you breathe? Strangely I could feel my body, lying on the bed, breathing, resting while my mind was in a dream. I still can’t tell why, but all of the sudden while knowing perfectly that I was in a dream I started testing all the reality checks I could…

School teaches you to dream and to be passionate about something, not really by giving you the proper tools but mostly because it’s boring. So, for hours, for years, you learn to obey, while someone tries to shove redundant, useless concepts, and theories into your brain. You sit still, for…

#Amorphe Third lock-down, and winter, as quick as arrived, has already left. I sense a general loss of interest, people have become somehow numb and obedient, they believe they have no choice, no option anymore therefore they accept their faith and feel exhausted by this stagnation. People are resigned and…

Trying so hard to focus and work on myself… I miss you, I miss your touch, I think… At least at this very moment, I believe it to be real, I mean it. I miss you, I miss your laugh, I miss your smile, I miss your skin so soft…

Am I a ghost? My light is shining low, and lower. Those last couple of years I played safe, as safe as I could. Hidden in the dark, Hidden in the pain, mentally, physically, emotionally. Hidden from life. Surviving is a though choice to make, nothing but pain, sadness and…