If you spend enough time filling your space with junk, you inevitably run out of both.
Tag: humour
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Monsters under-lit
One of the main tasks of childhood is to learn how to deal with monsters.
This is why dinosaurs are so fascinating for children –
they are monsters, concrete and palpable.
There is nothing human about them,
they kill with teeth and claws, not words, greed and cowardice.
They are easy, training monsters,
a menace you can understand, a threat without ambivalence.
What do you do if you meet a monster?
Do you run?
Do you fight?
Do you train to be stronger than them?
Do you learn to be smarter?
After going to the Museum of Natural History
and learning about T-Rex
you couldn’t stop laughing:
running around with your arms pressed into your sides,
waving your hands feebly at chest-level,
saying, ‘itty-bitty hands!’
I think you chose the best option.
I think you will be all right. -
An observation
White feathers litter the ground
under the castle wall,
torn out by doves
fighting for nesting sites. -
Self-portrait
Who am I?
Am I reflections of the world or the mirrors reflecting it?
Where do I begin?
What is inside and what is outside?
Inside and outside of what?
There is no one answering.
I hope there is someone asking. -
Fractal universe
We live in an endless universe consisting of space and time… and we are always short of both.
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Reflection on mixed metaphors
I’d rather lose an arm and a leg
than be afraid of trying.
After all, limbs and bank accounts
can be fixed,
but a broken spirit is irreparable;
it will haunt you
for the rest of your life –
which would be extremely trying,
indeed.
