Critique of pure dream
Poetry and Thoughts, Dreams and Texts from Life
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Let myself dream
I still want to dream. I still let myself dream – when I wake up, I won’t go back to sleep. Read more
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A slow evening
The table out in the garden – surrounded by the noise of calmness and the chirping of crickets. Eating in silence with so much to talk. Read more
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Power of the moon
Over and over, again and again. Again and again every day – all year round. Shining so dull and so lovely. Read more
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And always hope
The price of sharing was paid again – the price of writing The price of thoughts – the price of feeling connected The price of reflection – the price of Being. Read more
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Lucid Dream
So I stand here and ask myself, as I have so often before, whether I want it, why I want it and what I actually want. There is this thing that seems close when it is so far away, that seems similar when it is completely different, that seems connected… Read more
Critique of pure dream 