The humiliated and trampled haunted my mind as I lay at the end of the stairs. After a hellish climb, I reached what looked like my grave. I wished they forced me into psychiatry and then flattened me, so I would know nothing more, a 'Tabula Rasa'. Fucking nothing more. The Tao physically implanted so... Lees verder →
De vernederden en vertrapten spookten door mijn gedachten en ik lag aan het uiteinde van de trap. Na een helse beklimming bereikte ik wat leek op mijn graf. Ik wenste dat ze me platspoten zodat ik niets meer zou weten, een ‘Tabula Rasa’. Fucking niets meer. De Tao fysiek ingeplant, zodat ik ook mentaal “vide”... Lees verder →
To another job another province even another country or another person is not what I want when I haven't neatly lost what I had to leave to be - different and then I move on to god-knows-where with god-knows-who in a godforsaken place because I have to be there the universe holds it in its... Lees verder →
She sat there with eyes deep and bright in dark make-up to be with her is to get her attention while she’s hunting herself I dropped my fingers, what was the point of writing as she sat here before me she told me about Wu Wei - without knowing what it was how she kept... Lees verder →
an empty bottle tried to catch some water you could see through the glass that it was completely dry nothing within everything gone in another bar someone thirsty like hell didn’t took an effort to refill again the empty bottle fell down and broke its neck time for a new one said the stranger while... Lees verder →
I was intimate last night. With a woman, not sexually, not even touchingly, just our thoughts crossed until they formed a synergy of pleasure. Strange, but real. I'm not making it up. I knew her from a course a while ago. Today at the market I met her. We walked together to a café, there... Lees verder →
Meanwhile, the theatre course had thinned out quite a bit, a real slimming down. And as it went on now, it would become an AA - club. The debriefings at the café lasted longer than the rehearsal moments. There were only eight of us (out of 16) until things got out of hand. The two... Lees verder →
Fastfood romantics 