We sit here quietly
and watch the flames crawl.
Willingly miss the next bus.
and watch the flames crawl.
Willingly miss the next bus.
Life rushes past you, while you try to figure out what's going on. You try to understand every fading second that lightens up shortly in front of your eyes. Vibrant revealing the narrow dimensions of your cubicle. You see people growing older, while you stand still. You don't see changes, you see walls. No clear road to follow. Life is a labyrinth of possibilities and that's why you\'re thinking without doing.
10.29.2014
10.28.2014
A quick halo from the lowlands.
I picture you laughing
in the sun. The winter
is coming.
I need some sleep.
in the sun. The winter
is coming.
I need some sleep.
Amidst the falling leafs,
my greatest fear is
to forget you. To miss you,
without knowing.
my greatest fear is
to forget you. To miss you,
without knowing.
To loose your name. To
share no past. To spend
a lifetime searching.
share no past. To spend
a lifetime searching.
8.08.2014
In case you reach the end of the world
Some people believe it's judgment day,
once you reach the end of the world,
once you reach the end of the world,
But it's not. It's like any other day.
You watch the ripples in the water,
not knowing what comes next.
You watch the ripples in the water,
not knowing what comes next.
And after a while you will start
to see the beauty of it all.
to see the beauty of it all.
How every day you've lived
had been a gift to the future of children.
had been a gift to the future of children.
11.24.2013
Soundcloud
After the honest but rational reality of the real world,
there's music.
A place to be, a thought to think.
there's music.
A place to be, a thought to think.
To love the sound of heart is
all the social we need.
The order of rhythm in a novella of melody and chords.
all the social we need.
The order of rhythm in a novella of melody and chords.
All that life is, represented in songs.
9.06.2013
7.20.2013
7.11.2013
Makebelieve
I believe that below the mirroring surface of this pond another world exists.
And that when I take a better look, I'll see a boy looking at me.
Watching me from behind a tree.
And that when I take a better look, I'll see a boy looking at me.
Watching me from behind a tree.
I believe that if I jump I will not fall but fly,
past the clouds, through the thin blue air. Into that endless universe,
where time and place are made up by poets.
past the clouds, through the thin blue air. Into that endless universe,
where time and place are made up by poets.
I believe that life would move very slowly. Or maybe not move at all.
Or maybe move by the speed of dreams.
Darkness, quietness and loneliness would be virtues,
not places to avoid.
Or maybe move by the speed of dreams.
Darkness, quietness and loneliness would be virtues,
not places to avoid.
I believe that I belong there. That I should morph into that rippling, glistening world.
Trade a mind for a conscious. A body for a soul.
Become the sea, the endless sea.
Trade a mind for a conscious. A body for a soul.
Become the sea, the endless sea.
I believe that when I watch my final breath dissolve into thousand little bubbles,
hastily crawling towards the bleak sun,
I will be free.
hastily crawling towards the bleak sun,
I will be free.
I'm not afraid.
But I believe I have my purpose here. In this place,
at the edge of the pond. On this soil,
where gravity and the cycle of earth determine my being.
I'm needed. The world would collapse if I leave now.
at the edge of the pond. On this soil,
where gravity and the cycle of earth determine my being.
I'm needed. The world would collapse if I leave now.
So I stay.
I believe that boy is not watching me,
but watching over me.
but watching over me.
He smiles.
Ben Scheffer, juli 2013
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