Watching The World Waste Away

Watching the world waste away
the ever-changing tides are
all the same to me

Mankind devouring itself
life devouring life

Forming a cancerous growth
a festering wound
rotting

My scattered thoughts
return to me as one

The world not caring about them
Them not caring about the world

As life leaves the planet
and leaves the consciousness
of this universe
an ancient being
slowly
comes to an end
dragging itself towards its own death
slowly
like a rotting
festering
stinking mass

as if we are happy to finally end.

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Saturday Night

Let me introduce a new label to you. It won't be a label I'll post a lot under, but it might be interesting to some of you: Writing. I'll post some short stories, maybe essays, and in general longer texts under this label. Here is a short story I wrote for a contest once. It didn't win anything, but since the whole thing is over, I can now post it here. Enjoy.

All the Universes

Light travels fast, light travels far, come and travel with me and with light... far, far away... to the farthest realm... darkness surrounds me, but soon the sky lights up with millions and millions of stars and I am not alone. Oh, sweet cosmic abyss, embrace my poor soul and make me immortal, so I can see... so I can feel... all the universes... all the universes out here... swimming through time until the end of it and the start of a new time in oh so many dimensions... spread out, crumbled up, sticking together, floating, rolling, turtleneck dimensions.

Fern

This was an early picture that I took with my mum's first digital camera. I had lots of fun with the macro function in our backyard and in some of the parks in our little town. That was before I was made aware that people would usually deal drugs in those parks and was forbidden to go. I went anyways.

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