Monthly Archives: February 2011

05.01.2001 // Part III

Found in my arms or those of another?
Lost in my arms?
Lost in a dream? Perfect dream.
Faceless, passive dream.
Beneath truth, above reality.

Truth and reality intertwine.
With me.
Form a triangle.
Will we let you join?
Do you want to join?
If you do, the triangle is broken.

New life is born.


Truth, reality, you and me.
Joint. Partners.
If one leaves the group,
There is a missing link.

The shape becomes extinct and the remaining three are lost.

Give me a reason to love you;
Otherwise I am lost; in my own confusing feelings for you.

Tell me. Why? If you love me.
If you.
I don’t want to know what happens under truth.

You can’t force truth on someone:
It must be in their blood.
Flowing and intoxicating every organ, every muscle, every bone.

Do you care about me?
Are you in it for the game?
Why do you claim me?
Am I merely a possession?
Do you care?

Open your heart.
Care for life.

Strive for dreams.
My dream – your dream.

Everybody feels like it’s their fault.
Their turn.
To die.
Or dream.


05.01.2001 // Part II

Falling, falling, falling.
Falling down.
Sinking beneath.
Beneath ground. All human knowledge.

Under the ground, yet above it all.
Under truth, yet discovering reality.

If I uncovered your mask,
Stripped you of all clothing, accessories, fake expressions, faces, personalities;
What would you be?
Who would you be?
A nothing?

Skin and flesh.
Moulded perfectly.
Moulded with precision and perfection.
Unlikelihood. A dream.

Would you let me mould you?
To my perfection? Using my direction to achieve a dream?

Who’s dream?
Perfect body.
Faceless, passive personality.

Where have you gone?
What happened to you?

Stripped of clothing, surroundings and familiarities – where are you then?

05.01.2001 // Part I

Everybody feels like it’s their fault.
Their turn.
Their time for vengeance.
Or peace.
Or serenity.

If you close your eyes you see the world
In a new light.
Or darkness.
However you ‘see it’.

Do dreams come true?

I love you.
Can our two lives ever collide?
Will we ever cross paths?
Become one?

Every now and then light becomes dark.
Switch it.
Dark becomes light.
IS light.

Reverse it.
Reverse time.
Time is a limit that no-one can trust.

Enemy yet ally.
If impossible.

Impurities become impossible.
And then improbable.
Become a light at the end of a tunnel.