Object of Obsession
“Twisted minds, unspoken dependency.
The object pursued, refused.
Porcelain horns and whispering snake.
Meaning revealed. A breath of ashes.
Moth to flame, take the lead
let no expectations swallow thee.“
“Twisted minds, unspoken dependency.
The object pursued, refused.
Porcelain horns and whispering snake.
Meaning revealed. A breath of ashes.
Moth to flame, take the lead
let no expectations swallow thee.“
“Open your eyes,
shift your reality
and you will see
the beast inside of me.“
“Everyone carries a shadow, and the less it is embodied in the individual’s conscious life, the blacker and denser it is. If an inferiority is conscious, one always has a chance to correct it.”
(C. G. Jung)
Beyond silence and storm. Awoken in or from a dream. Carry me, carry me, to a place I haven’t seen before. Lift the mask and let me see, who I am to be. Let me see, let me see. Images of the Self everywhere. Symbolism in the abyss of the mind, subconscious, still?
Continue Reading“Don’t let this world die in darkness
Don’t let me drown in this silence
Always remember your promise
If there is no light to find
then make your own“
We protect the things we love, as they became a part of us und loosing them would mean loosing a part of ourselves.
Continue ReadingBeyond silence and storm. Awoken in or from a dream, subconscious rises from shades of dark and becomes reality, swallowing, blooming, burning, ashes. The bottom cracks open, blazing, blooming, rising. Let me breath, let me breath. A blood red sun rises, shining, blinding, revealing; ruins and mountains ahead the road. Continue or flee? Carry me, carry me, to a place I haven’t seen before. Lift the mask and let me see, who I am to be. Let me see, let me see. Images of the Self everywhere. Symbolism in the abyss of the mind, subconscious, still?
Continue Reading“Sometimes things, minds, people
need to change.
As there is no way for them
to stay the same.”
“The Highest Sky above,
the Inferno itself within.
The growling Hydra in front
and the Crown on my head.“
“Hoping, wanting, striving,
how much are you willing to give?
The wild games of desire and hope,
how do you plan to reach your goal?“
“Whisper, whisper,
tell me the way.
A howl in the distance,
will lead me away.”
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