Prairies

Moving on to unkonwn prairies

without nostalgia

to unwritten stories.

Inquisitive striving
with eager adjustment.
Prosperous progress
to abandon the custom.

Ready to scout

and eager to spot

 yet pristine paths

in fairness throughout.

Leaving the past behind

gently and light
with crystal clear thoughts in mind
evolving in time.

With attention to details
and lucid awareness
reframing the presence
for a future of blessings.

Moving on to unkonwn prairies

without nostalgia

to unwritten stories.

Almost A Star

How lucky you are

that you're almost a star!

Everyone knows you,

you've made it so far!

You don't even have to
mention your name.

These are the peaks of
unlimited fame.

Immortal forever,

everyone will remember

what you have accomplished 

after frantic endeavour.

Such great contributions -

to mankind, and more:

trendsetting flair and fashion galore!

Just how you express
that you're able to read

the signs of your subculture
is so unique.

It's deserving respect

that you truly are,

so lucky to be

almost a star!

Natural Responses

Our eyes are sparkling not of love 

but the excitement of

the natural responses that our bodies send

we do understand 

that every now and than you've got to let it go

sometimes you've got to 

take hold of the moment that

presents itself in gifts unwrapped

Ethereal Jaunts

Everything around us is looking like it's real

no meta-level here, let's forget the theory

everything we care about is only what we feel

the mind is on holiday when our bodies meet

we're travelling

to places so far

ethereal jaunts

to the moon and the stars

Paintings

Human, All Too Human

Human, all too human,
in our concious debris
Human, all too human,
won't allow us to see.

By the grade that we embrace
the fraud fabrications deceptive disgrace we
dignify our genuine state,
denial of desire in the face of fate.

In infinite loops
of progress and retreat
we're wasting ourselves
just too scared to be free.
Tepid contentment
full of compromises,
passionless routine
though we could make advances.

Meaningless objects to fill empty spaces
within ourselves but it never suffices.

By the grade that we embrace
the fraud fabrications deceptive disgrace we
dignify our genuine state,
denial of desire in the face of fate.

Human, all too human,
in our conscious debris.
Human, all too human,
won't allow us to see.

From 'Žižek!'

Think about the strangeness of today's situation. Thirty, forty years ago, we were still debating about what the future will be: communist, fascist, capitalist, whatever. Today, nobody even debates these issues. We all silently accept global capitalism is here to stay. On the other hand, we are obsessed with cosmic catastrophes: the whole life on earth disintegrating, because of some virus, because of an asteroid hitting the earth, and so on. So the paradox is, that it's much easier to imagine the end of all life on earth than a much more modest radical change in capitalism.

Slavoj Žižek in Žižek! (2005)