and feel that life sucks
The that inner voice will tell me “You’re OK!”,
“You can do it!, Try again!”
I may feel that nobody in the whole world loves me
“-But what about me?
And, if you make sure that you love yourself, then there’ll be at least two of us.
And, besides, the voice continues, if you just dare to believe it,
you’ll soon notice that you’re highly loved by all living and the whole universe.” Continue reading PlusPlus – the positive inner voice
I had no answer, despite all the times I’ve asked myself the same direct question.
On the Swedish poetry site poeter.se there’s a rather popular short-story format :”100 words”, i.e. you should write something interesting in exactly 100 words.
I decided to try a new format for poetry, to use exactly 100 characters, including spaces. In the process I realized that Word doesn’t count the “new paragraph”, so neither do I 🙂
What do you think? Is this an interesting format?
Someone told me the hour for requests just started.
So here are some requests of mine. Hope you’re OK with them.
Help me to understand people.
Help people to understand me.
(or help me to express myself better,
if that’s easier. Or maybe you can do both)
Help people to understand each other better.
I hope this will make wars end.
Otherwise, please help to finish all wars, too. Continue reading Playing as requested…
it won’t limit me, when I want to tell the truth about life.
Over myself.
May every day be a Victory Day!
Is it even possible to like each and everybody?
I don’t think so.
But then there are people, who are a piece of my life, whether I like it, or not.
Do I have to like them?
Don’t think so, neither. Continue reading Can I love, even if I don’t like someone?
Day is turning into night.
It’s time
to solve today’s equation.
What have I done?
What did I miss?
What’s ready?
What’s left?
What did I learn?
What learning did I defer to some other day?
Wait, the sums don’t match,
I must balance debit and credit.
What to do,
Since I know that all the different between plus and minus
is to be paid by restless sleep. Continue reading Summing up to solve the equation
Chico caught sight of a bird and rushed.
He didn’t care about half hardened concrete
or his master’s resounding oaths (in Catalan)
Thus Chico left his trail to the history,
which archeologists will study in some one hundred years from now!
We ought to be a bit more like Chico: Continue reading Who thinks about their trails? They just happen
Who am I?
Why am I here?
What’s my task?
Why am I afraid of … ? (fill in the gap yourself)
Why can’t I… ?
And so on.
Some answers may be hidden in our very first years of life.
For example, I start to realize, that some relatives, who died when I was still very young, have affected me much more then I’ve understood before. Continue reading Puzzle of life
Do you remember the “Nodding dog” toys?
In Sweden, they’d be sold at gas stations and some other places:
A headless dog body in plastic with a loop in the neck. In the loop a separate head (with a counterweight) was hanging from a hook.
The larger model would reside on your desk. When you felt like it, you’d touch its head, and it would start nodding or shaking.
There were smaller models, as well, that you’d find fastened on the dashboard in those cars, where a bunch of once-good-smelling paper trees would hang from the rear mirror. Here, the head would move around by itself, as induced by the movements of the car. (It was, of course, still possible to touch the dog’s head, too, if you really wanted to.)
So here’s my idea: Continue reading Where to find a nodding dog toy?